2-Eight

Inject, a shot of feelings inside Within, the battered walls built up around you Reject control and give in to the other It dies alone A fragment memory of life Grip the razor to feel the pain Turning from the light Choke them down until you feel sane At the ends of your heart again Falling inward, swallow a vacuum of nothing Raging a sea of damage on a shattered soul Blur the outside, throw shade across the world Target the blame, squeeze the trigger on your gun of lies I'd give my whole world to heal your pain Bring you to the light One more pill will hold of the rain At the ends of your heart again One more heartache One more bottle of pills Screaming to the heavens I swear I'd find you still You tore the cloth of what we had Damage oh-so real Always hoping one day you find the will Lack of volition, yet here I stand before you In isolation, victim of your inclination Beyond the gray is where you'll find me waiting Another day, demons pulling at the hands of time Grip the razor to feel the pain Turning from the light Choke them down until you feel sane At the ends of your heart again