Feel

I need to come clean the truth is uglier than it seems Guilty as charged my mind is a graveyard Trying to stay in good spirit But the darkness seems so overwhelming And i start to think that I deserve it I need to come clean the truth is uglier than it seems Guilty as charged my mind is a graveyard Trying to stay in good spirit But the darkness seems so overwhelming And i start to think that I deserve it Sharp like knives memories in these eyes I've been spending all of my time digging holes in my mind Sifting through all the nonsense like hope, love and conscience Filling the void with more substance Throw some apathy in the mix Nothing that a few substances won't fix Throw some apathy in the mix Do you feel you're in control Do you think you're immune to this world Do you feel you have your own strings to hold You think you're something that I'm not I disappear Into the silence My mind is a graveyard And I disappear Into the quiet I need to come clean the truth is uglier than it seems Guilty as charged my mind is a graveyard Trying to stay in good spirit But the darkness seems so overwhelming And i start to think that I deserve it I disappear Into the silence My mind is a graveyard And I disappear Into the quiet And I disappear Into the quiet