Okay, so the world's not out to get me
everyone isn't planning my demise...

I'm not going down
you're not taking me with you...

You slap me in the face
your punch comes down hard...

My mind wants to block out
what I'm going through...

I've done so many bad things
gone so many wrong ways...

I feel dirty
I've tried to wash away my sin...

I could almost swear you're bipolar
you're like Jekyll and Hyde...

Who am I, Honestly?
does anyone know...

People say while under the influence
you speak your mind...

Sometimes I fall down
and can't seem to get back up...

I lay here in peaceful numbness
tear tracks drying upon my cheek...

My mind is turning in circles
dancing around fleeting thoughts of you...