[ finding yourself ]

finding yourself
losing yourself
again and again
such a sick game
this game of life

shattered heart left in pieces
rotting on the floor
broken images of myself
just like before

how am i to know
the secrets of this life
how am i to know
why it is we fight?

happiness waits on boat
suspended by the storm
if only this fucking rain would stop
we could find our way to shore

such powerful emotions
demand from us compassion
instead we sense disaster
we fail and lose our passion

what is the point of love
if it holds you back and hurts?
what is the point of holding on
when this love is obviously cursed?

what a disturbing game we play
we love we hate we love we hate
dragging the kids down with us
I'M SO SICK OF THIS FUCKING GAME!!!

so leave
get out of my bed
get out of my house
get out of my head
stay out of my heart

i don't need you like you think i do
and you don't need me like you claim to
let me live my life in peace
let me have this life for ME