These wall should be rubber in the room that I sit.
All the pretty pieces in my head they just don’t fit
An answer is what im trying to find
If I look back to the past will you press rewind
Can’t remember a time when my eyes weren’t with tears
The reflection in the mirror shows pain from the previous years
My eyes became hollow and my heart bow stone
Shivering and shaking im all alone
Even though The scar has faded upon the wrist
that girl has risen and before me she sits
She’s weak and shes damaged a bloody mess
She puts a blade in my hand and my strength to the test
And another night goes by where she feeds on my fear
Making me weak her thoughts become mine and I can’t think clear
I know she has to die to make the pain go away
But when she goes I know I can’t stay
I know in my hand that blade holds my fate
So I’m torn between weakness fear and an unknown gate
A selfish act is what they’ll say
But how selfish of them to make me stay
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