What are these things on my mind
Thoughts that seem so unkind...

We keep going back, no matter the hurt
Even though we know we\'ll end up, face down in...

We keep going back, no matter the hurt
Even though we know we\'ll end up, face down in...

Drop to your knees and beg for life
As I hold to your throat a blade less knife...

These four walls keep me here
They keep me alone with my fear...

Life sucks thats for sure
Day by day its just a blurr...

Strings attached to all my limbs
Freyed, torn, tattered hems...