My organs are at war
My heart is left bleeding
As my brain continues punishing it
And my stomach is left sick in the rubble

Lets play the game
Like every morning
A sort of Russian roulette
Between me and me

My brain brings up painful reminders
To my heart which is soon to surrender
It tries to keep fighting
Which only makes me weak

I can't keep this going
Never ending feeling of impending doom
Sorrow on replay