A walk through the halls is like swallowing a knife
I don't know why I'm living a lie
my friends don't know how my mind seems to fail
my emotions are covered up by a black veil
I tell them its going to be fine,
and I'm just killing time
the pressure of the world surrounds me
I'm crippling myself by the second
a smoke to ease the tension
a cut to ease the pain
I'll keep living this lie
until I hit the vain
while I'm dealing with my problems
I'll pop a few pills
just two or five more
until I hit a wall
my limit is unlimited
until I've done myself in
why do I go through this?
because I don't fit in
I try my hardest to please people
just to let them down
No one understands me
my life is full of shame
a smoke to ease the tension
a cut to ease the pain
I'll keep abusing the cookie cutter
until I've perfected my life
...never smart enough
...never skinny enough
...never pretty enough
who the fuck do we think we are?
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