Now I realize I was never here
And no amount of pills or drugs can ever help me heal
What if I just disappear?
I was never here, anyway
I can feel the bottom coming up at me
The sweats, the loss of breath, relapse and agony
Bleeding, defeated and exposed
To all these violent thoughts I'm a victim and a host
I know that all these thoughts are not facts
Yet millions of them are force fed and compressed
Scraping the insides of my mind (of my mind)
Forming a white noise
Soundtrack to my life
I can feel the bottom coming up at me
The sweats, the loss of breath, relapse and agony
Bleeding, defeated and exposed
To all these violent thoughts I'm a victim and a host
Is it nature or is it nurture
I don't care
All I know is that I want
This darkness out of here
I can feel the bottom coming up at me
The sweats, the loss of breath relapse and agony
Bleeding, defeated and exposed
To all these violent thoughts I'm a victim and a host
