Too much confusion had forced me to rest Burning my eyes and stabbing my chest Guilt and response is a pain in my neck Deepest depression had made me a wreck
No more prospects for me to take
I'm watching you Through the glass in my hand My bottle of treatment I get on demand
For once I could speak to my inner voice Unmasking your farce of offering me choice Accepting the way I'd have to go The way that deceived me so
In the glance of jealousy I stand Tryin' to ease my grief But I can't
When will you ever see the things I've seen To be left alone When will you ever feel the pain I feel
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