Broken jaw

Limp wrists 

Why am I pretending to be weak?

It's the easy way out

My substances walk themselves in

Now there's no crutch left to lean on 

Excuses as empty as my stomach 

I think it's time to feast  

I've preyed on those who couldn't speak

And learned to run without feet

So why is this temporary challenge 

My ultimate defeat 

Been playing victim long enough 

That ***** can take a seat

I'll pull the chair from underneath

And hope he falls into the deep

No reflection in the mirror

Just what's left, hollow as ever

Anything that might be missing

Is a piece I took

With no plan to replace

Self destruction comes too natural

I don't want to die

But that doesn't mean I want to live

The distiction between the two is action

Comeback season is now in session