This stuff is wacked, its starting to get worse...
falling in my confusion, im surrounded in my pain, laying injured in my mind and broken in my heart...
im losing my own game, i cannot seem to find, that lil missing part...
tears stained to my cheeks,
like blood stains to a knife...
slowly killing me, im ruining my life...
pain leaking through my blood,
pop a vein and become a flood...
hurt spilling through my eyes,
my mouth spilling out with lies...
confusion runs through my mind,
the mysery i left behind...
comes rushing back to me,
eyes open but you cant see...
the hurt that fills my heart,
my happiness breaking apart...
simply coz i dont know what im doing,
like a blind man, cant see where im going...
ive bought this on my own,
all the chances i have blown...
the hearts i break along the way,
the wrong things i seem to say...
im not trying to bring hurt,
not trying to bring pain...
treating you like dirt...
is not my friggen game...
i am my own blade,
the blade that bleeds me dry...
i am my own shame,
the reason that i cry...
no excuse to why i lied...
no tears spilled when i died...
