Disfigured, dumbstricken

Too late i see, too late i feel disbelief, derision

I fucking lost my mind now

For what, this second

I see a hole inside of me

It gets bigger each time you leave

Ignore the words i speak and i will cut you out

I can't be anything without a purpose

What i thought i'd be is just a memory of the wish i'd made when i was still in hell

The pain

The price i paid to live but i'm dying

For what

And for who

And where the fuck were you when i was on my knees saving my own life

From the ones that should care but instead they all turn their backs at the sound of my Broken screams

And my dying dreams

Ignore the words i speak and i will cut you out

I can't be anything without a purpose

What i thought i'd be is just a memory of the wish i'd made when i was still in hell

Still these words i scream are nothing but a noise

I can't be what they what if i can't die

And what i thought i'd be is just a memory of the wish i'd made when i was still in hell

From these veins i bleed yet i am still alive

When i don't want to be without a purpose

What i thought i'd be is just a memory of a wish i'd made when i was still in hell

From these lungs i scream yet i am silent still

And i have everything but a real life

What i thought i'd be is just a memory of a wish i'd made when i was still in hell