1I'm losing this battle because the wound's too deep
I'm marking my words and I'm hoping they last
I'm counting the days until I get eternal sleep
I'm tearing away all the layers of my past
Wreckage burns my eyes as I try to stay awake
Seems the things I do always find a way to break
Living in an empty worlds satisfies the masses
But to leave behind the pain I'll have to wait until it passes
Believe me when I say that I've got nothing left to lose
They take away your sane thoughts and replace them with the strange
I've been told there aren't that many sane thoughts from which to choose
And I doubt that my abnormalities will make that statement change.