I think i lost my talent for explaining what im holding *** i cant find the words though theyre right in front of me Im blinded by the feelings that i let get ahold of me And i dont know what to do when it comes to me and you
Ive been on my own and working on my health Peace of mind is what im seeking but i still need help *** im feel like im still in the same place as where i fell And im wondering if its any different from my old hell
Everything feels like, i dont know Everyone one i see still wants to go Away from me and i dont blame them none I can see now i havent even passed step one
Its a fake, such a scene that i have foreseen, a lie you would buy, so hard i tried, to sell your eyes, for the price of life