You think you understand the way I feel. You think...

Walking this lonely road to nowhere not sure...
Chasing the shadows of my demons...

She's so full of mistakes. So full of regret...
She's full of sin. Knees are bloody from begging...

Grab a fork and knife.
Cut off the pieces that she likes...

You maybe sitting down and laughing thinking you...
You maybe thinking that she's laying down holding...

We all have our demons that we fight.
We all have tears at some point we cried...

My mind is so noisy. Hand full of razors. Blood...
Everything is spinning in a circle. Holding hands...

Emptyness is searching for your soul and finding...