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The End.
My secret’s not even my own
Everyone can see what’s really going on
It’s so obvious I’ve lost control
This situation got too far out of hand
Can’t you see how desperately I need help?
I really screwed up this time and took things a little to far
I’ve done so much damage to myself
Leave me alone and I’ll only do more.
Am I not worth saving?
My lungs are filling with water as you leave me drowning
And I know you knew about the burns
The marks are clearly visible
I no longer bother to cover the scars.
There’s a war always raging on in my head
It never stops
Will it ever end?
It doesn’t really matter
I think I’ve already lost.
I just need to be rescued… from myself.
If you only knew what goes on in my mind
Then you might have known
I’m already dead.
But I think we saw this coming all along
It started so long ago
And I was the last one to know.
Now I’m lost in this world and I’m losing myself
Well selling my identity.
All I ever really needed was someone to show me the way
Explain how I could be so lonely
Always being surrounded by friends.
I think you could have taught me to trust again
But there’s no hope for me and I’ve long since lost my faith.
Why has death come to tempt me
When I’ve got it all so good?
The smoke keeps circling the room
But I can’t get enough…
It’s the second slowest form of suicide
The first of course being love.
So what happen if you mix the two?
This toxic combination is wearing me out
And I never heard the warnings.
I refuse to listen.
I dare you to give me one good reason to give this all up..
I chose my own addiction
And if you take that from me now I’m left with nothing.
Just these thoughts that were never my own..
And myself.
What is that even worth?
You really should get those eyes checked out
If you can’t even see all the signs
Because I don’t think I could scream any louder
And I couldn’t have done anything worse.
Now I’m so afraid to tell you
And admit that I was wrong
I don’t even know where to begin
I’m so unsure about this
Not knowing how you’re gonna take it.
It’s not so easy to explain and I’m not sure you’d even understand.
Pretty words can’t make it sound better
There’s no way to say this right.
But you could have stopped it.
Everyone can see what’s really going on
It’s so obvious I’ve lost control
This situation got too far out of hand
Can’t you see how desperately I need help?
I really screwed up this time and took things a little to far
I’ve done so much damage to myself
Leave me alone and I’ll only do more.
Am I not worth saving?
My lungs are filling with water as you leave me drowning
And I know you knew about the burns
The marks are clearly visible
I no longer bother to cover the scars.
There’s a war always raging on in my head
It never stops
Will it ever end?
It doesn’t really matter
I think I’ve already lost.
I just need to be rescued… from myself.
If you only knew what goes on in my mind
Then you might have known
I’m already dead.
But I think we saw this coming all along
It started so long ago
And I was the last one to know.
Now I’m lost in this world and I’m losing myself
Well selling my identity.
All I ever really needed was someone to show me the way
Explain how I could be so lonely
Always being surrounded by friends.
I think you could have taught me to trust again
But there’s no hope for me and I’ve long since lost my faith.
Why has death come to tempt me
When I’ve got it all so good?
The smoke keeps circling the room
But I can’t get enough…
It’s the second slowest form of suicide
The first of course being love.
So what happen if you mix the two?
This toxic combination is wearing me out
And I never heard the warnings.
I refuse to listen.
I dare you to give me one good reason to give this all up..
I chose my own addiction
And if you take that from me now I’m left with nothing.
Just these thoughts that were never my own..
And myself.
What is that even worth?
You really should get those eyes checked out
If you can’t even see all the signs
Because I don’t think I could scream any louder
And I couldn’t have done anything worse.
Now I’m so afraid to tell you
And admit that I was wrong
I don’t even know where to begin
I’m so unsure about this
Not knowing how you’re gonna take it.
It’s not so easy to explain and I’m not sure you’d even understand.
Pretty words can’t make it sound better
There’s no way to say this right.
But you could have stopped it.
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