Catch me falling, as my are slipping, I'm losing my and, I'm myself.
I feel my 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 off alone, I'm better 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, I'll let pain fucking rip me to shreds!
I'm of this 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. This 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 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 buried Is it if I, can't feel my own life?
God, I for suicide, I hate these thoughts I hate life. I'm not worth it, you said, I'm off alone, I'm better 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 self-harming sin, if I'm dying Is wrong 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 pain fucking rip me to shreds!