Fixed, Broken...

Let me sink.
Downward spiral to that dark place.
Faces gazing through my windows.
You smile.
Frail spirit's breaking.
Save me.

Fixed, broken.
Mix and matching identical halls.
Slitting.
Scratching on my walls.
I scream "please, stop now..."
Save me.
No, that's enough!

I betray the trust with my body.
Now I'm a prisoner.
Helplessly I'm forced to watch as it slowly destroys itself.
The blood is so filthy, the blood is so filthy.
My body is beyond the point where recovery isn't an option...