it's a fine line i walk
day in day out
constantly battling between
the angel's sweet voice on my shoulder
and the devil's burden on my back
i can't even make up my mind anymore
my brain split in two
i don't think anymore
i just do
i can't do anything right
the colors around me fade into a monochromatic backdrop
i can't even tell you i love you anymore
as i walk past the mirror
i break into a hysterical fit
it washes over me like a tidal wave
water crashing around me
my emotions askew
my mind is a mess
i can't look anyone in the eyes
i can't even look myself in the eyes
i don't think i can keep this up anymore
this tightrope is wearing thin
i don't think i can live this way anymore
Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 7:12 PM UTC
it's a fine line i walk
day in day out
constantly battling between
the angel's sweet voice on my shoulder
and the devil's burden on my back
i can't even make up my mind anymore
my brain split in two
i don't think anymore
i just do
i can't do anything right
the colors around me fade into a monochromatic backdrop
i can't even tell you i love you anymore
as i walk past the mirror
i break into a hysterical fit
it washes over me like a tidal wave
water crashing around me
my emotions askew
my mind is a mess
i can't look anyone in the eyes
i can't even look myself in the eyes
i don't think i can keep this up anymore
this tightrope is wearing thin
i don't think i can live this way anymore
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