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