Catch me falling, as my are slipping, I'm losing my and, I'm myself.
I my back breaking, burden I'm taking, This is destroying, My pride.
God, I for suicide, I hate these thoughts I this life. I'm not it, like you said, I'm better off alone, I'm off dead.
Tie my rope, and kick chair, die alone, because you're not there. I'm on my knees, and I breathe, You know, you my everything.
is my crucible, And I'm myself. This is my crucible, let this pain fucking rip me to shreds!
I'm sick of feeling, I'm of retreating, I'm to fight, And I'm to die.
You think you own me, you you control me, I my dear, that you're a lie.
Dragged hell, To be anew. life was the cell, that I've now through.
I'm in blood, but now I'm capable. Of death, is my crucible.
You my albatross. My "loving" lying, albatross.
Is self-harming sin, if I'm inside? Is self-hatred wrong there's tears in my eyes? Is it to die, if I'm buried alive? Is it if I, can't feel my own life?
God, I for suicide, I hate thoughts I hate this life. I'm not it, like you said, I'm off alone, I'm better off dead.
Tie my rope, and this chair, I'll die alone, you're not there. I'm on my knees, and I breathe, You know, you my everything.
Is self-harming sin, if I'm dying Is self-hatred when there's tears in my eyes? Is it wrong to die, if I'm alive, Is it living if I, feel my own life?
is my crucible, And I'm myself. This is my crucible, I'll let this pain rip me to shreds!