Lately I don’t feel like myself

I get rid of the days like I’m someone else

I lost my face; I lost my ways;

For all I know I’m stuck in this maze

I am my own single fucking threat

I am my own, but I’m losing control

For all I know I’m stuck in this maze

With my thoughts caught in a dead loop:

Where do I go? What do I do? – There are no answers

I guess I’ll stay here just a little longer

Cause I’m afraid of what I’ll find behind the next door

I try and try; I fall and fall

But I’m getting tired of getting back up again

I try and try; I fall and fall

But I’m getting tired of getting back up again

Another chapter, another verse

Another day, still stuck with the same curse

Isolated inside the grey

With all the horrors I keep within me

Nothing has changed really

‘Guess that I’m finally aware I’m still the only one who’s standing in my way

So here I am, writing this letter to yours truly – a death note to my former self:

“We got a long way, but it’s time to cut the rope

This isn’t working out, I’m better off alone

Don’t grieve, it’s for the better

No kind regards, I’m fucking done with you.”

Shelter ‘me’ six feet deep

So I can be the person I need to be

From ashes new life grows

So burn me down for the world to bloom