Broken and hollow, a former self of the man I once was
No hope, no love, only fear and regret
Still searching for a God that I know don't exist
How are you? I'm fine
Don't worry yourself, you don't have the time
So move on, leave me behind
While I'm looking for a reason to live my life
So I'll scream and I'll shout
Until my lungs give out, I'm not running, no, no
I've been conflicted and scared
But was never prepared to make the choices that I made
I won't go and give myself away like this
I've been here before
I don't need you
I can't hide behind this mask anymore
This loneliness is overwhelming me
I tried to close my eyes, but I can't sleep
From disassociating two hearts
That once oh they beat together
One was mine
But both were yours
And one laying abandoned on the floor
But I'm hopeful
I won't go and give myself away like this
I've been here before
I don't need you
I can't hide behind this mask anymore
These friends now I lack
Their knives in my back
Couldn't take it anymore
These friends now I lack
Oh, their knives in my back
Wish I stabbed them in yours
But in the end, we're human
Yeah I've made my mistakes
But how can you say your conscience is so clear?
I've been chasing affection from a fear of being alone
But it's your attention that I feel I'm owed
Cause I'm empty inside trying to fill the void in my heart
Over and over
The cycle doesn't break
The cycle doesn't break
And I know that you've been there too
It reverberates
Leaving you to feel so insignificant
It was in my demise
That led me to do the things that I have done
It's nothing personal
And it haunts me to this day
Do you think I'm proud of myself?
Do you think I'm the man I want to be? I'm
Screaming don't hurt me but I'm the one hurting myself
I won't go and give myself away like this
I don't need you
I can't hide behind this mask anymore
I won't go and give myself away like this
I've been here before
I don't need you
I can't hide behind this mask anymore
These friends now I lack
And their knives in my back
I won't go and give myself away like this