I haven't seen this in months
This place I used to call home...

Tainted thought
Tainted head...

The world brakes off
My side's created anew...

You make me feel dead inside
You make me wish I'd said goodbye...

It's not that I
Like you that much...

My hairs out of luck
I see through the strands...

Hate me like I've never been
Hurt me with the words you send...

I see this through a fogged up mirror
The blurred image wasn't ever originally clear...

Held back
The release will come...

I look back on us
I see the possibility...

It hangs over my head
The solution's just out of reach...

Erase those words
From my head...