Losing my voice, losing my mind, losing the grace that's been keeping me safe all this time.
Everything I've known is slowly fading.
My world is shaking.
I'm slowly breaking.
So i'll drain my eyes and hope for a better life.
Everyone's against me but i'm still keeping away from the knife.
I'm sick to my stomach from all these people who claim to be my friend.
Why don't you just leave me alone and let me mend?
So i'll keep my lips glued to the bottle.
For these problems, i hope i can solve them.
In the meantime i'll keep searching for something real.
Let's go our own ways, be ourselves, do we have a deal?