If you drag me from hell Would I still be safe from myself? I can't wash this blood off of my hands Even if you can drag me from hell I won't be safe from myself
Yeah, I'm scared of me I've been feeling like a funeral director with the feelings that I'm burying The more I make - the more I'm spending on this therapy And I still make the same fuckin' mistakes, it's embarrassing And maybe this is all just a phase, maybe this is life Maybe I'm afraid if you see the real me, then you won't like it 'Cause any substance I've been using to escape the very thing That's also makin' me fall apart but I still invite it I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try It's like I keep fighting against the current every time I disconnect from myself When did that boy inside his room become a ghost in a shell?
If you drag me from hell Would I still be safe from myself? I can't wash this blood off of my hands Even if you can (you can) drag me from hell I won't be safe from myself
Drag me out, but I don't think I'm escaping this Loneliness has got me thinkin' some crazy shit Acting proud, that poison is probably killin' slow I am the enemy, origin story started in a broken home Everyone leave me alone Pressure got me on the edge, I'm 'bout to lose it again (All the meds) got me in a fuckin' haze And hurtin' anyone around me tryin' to feel better But can't break-- break-- break from this negative force That I been holding since spending birthdays in the psychiatric clinics And tryin' to blame myself for everything I couldn't course correct Been torn to shreds and thought I'd fix it if I could get more success But know that I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try It's like I'm pretending I'm someone else but it's a lie And I don't know what'll help When did that but inside his room become a ghost in the shell?
If you drag me from hell Would I still be safe from myself? (from myself?) I can't wash this blood off of my hands Even if you can (you can, you can) drag me from hell I won't be safe from myself (myself, myself)
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If you drag me from hell Would I still be safe from myself? (from myself?) I can't wash this blood off of my hands Even if you can drag me from hell I won't be safe from myself (myself, 'self, 'self)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
