Will this be my end (end)
I'm crushed again (again)
The weight of the world
Rests upon my shoulders
I don't know what to do
I can no longer pretend
I'm caught up in this madness once again
The emptiness
The hollowness
I feel in my chest
The commotion
The emotion
Falling back into the abyss
Damaged goods
And misunderstood
I fear this could be the end
My sense of self is gone
An identity now foreign to me
Where did I go, where did I run?
I need a break from this cycle
My soul is drained (is drained)
And tiresome to no end
An isolated pillar of strength
How long do I defy the odds of fate?
My sense of self is gone
An identity now foreign to me
Where did I go, where did I run?
I need a break from this cycle
My sense of self is gone
An identity now foreign to me
Where did I go, where did I run?
I need a break from this cycle
Where did I go
Where did I run
Where did I go
My sense of self is gone
An identity now foreign to me
Where did I go, where did I run?
I need a break from this cycle
With no end in sight (in sight)
Other than by my own hands
This hollow chest mirrors my sense of self
How long til the end?
