Falling out of line
I’m losing my focus, I used to be good
Now I’m not even a fraction of what I used to be
Something is badly wrong with me
It needs to come out, but it’s sealed and buried within

Losing my touch
I can’t feel, all the good is gone
I’m a mess, without the ability to know what’s wrong
I can’t define it, I don’t know
All I want to do is break down
All I want to do is hurt myself

Things are bad now, I feel numb
When things were worse, I was better
I knew that which was hurting me
I want to go back to then; I knew who I was
I feel nothing; I want to make me worse
Hurt me more, make me know what I feel
I want to bleed