This house is cursed
It's four walls of hell...

I remember,
Crimson lines in criss-cross pattern...

Guilt and anxiety
Inner pain the agony...

I love who you use to be
The person you were when you were young and free...

You are changing
You are changing...

How could she do this
How does she think I feel...

Ever since you've gone
I've tried to hide the hurt...

You use to be the best thing about me now you are...
The more I think about it the more it feels like a...

It makes me feel sick
It never goes away...

I want to make things better
But I do not know how...

Who is holding me to ransom?
Who is raping my soul...

Function like a robot
No emotion here...