Broken and hollow, a former self of the man I once was No hope, no love, only fear and regret Still searching for a God that I know don't exist
How are you? I'm fine Don't worry yourself, you don't have the time So move on, leave me behind While I'm looking for a reason to live my life
So I'll scream and I'll shout Until my lungs give out, I'm not running, no, no I've been conflicted and scared But was never prepared to make the choices that I made
I won't go and give myself away like this I've been here before I don't need you I can't hide behind this mask anymore
This loneliness is overwhelming me I tried to close my eyes, but I can't sleep From disassociating two hearts That once oh they beat together
One was mine But both were yours And one laying abandoned on the floor But I'm hopeful
I won't go and give myself away like this I've been here before I don't need you I can't hide behind this mask anymore
These friends now I lack Their knives in my back Couldn't take it anymore
These friends now I lack Oh, their knives in my back Wish I stabbed them in yours
But in the end, we're human Yeah I've made my mistakes But how can you say your conscience is so clear?
I've been chasing affection from a fear of being alone But it's your attention that I feel I'm owed Cause I'm empty inside trying to fill the void in my heart
Over and over The cycle doesn't break The cycle doesn't break
And I know that you've been there too It reverberates Leaving you to feel so insignificant
It was in my demise That led me to do the things that I have done It's nothing personal And it haunts me to this day
Do you think I'm proud of myself? Do you think I'm the man I want to be? I'm Screaming don't hurt me but I'm the one hurting myself I won't go and give myself away like this
I don't need you I can't hide behind this mask anymore I won't go and give myself away like this
I've been here before I don't need you I can't hide behind this mask anymore
These friends now I lack And their knives in my back I won't go and give myself away like this