Here I am with a pen in my hand Writing a letter to who I used to be Before all the pain, before all the lies Before all of my suffering I've tried hard to keep control But sometimes it's so hard for me I don't know just what to do I cannot find comfort in you
I've taken time to try and find out who I am But the results are all the same I've taken shelter in my reoccurring dreams Because they all seem real to me
Here I am with a knife in my hand Slowly cutting away all that I've become I can't stand the pain, and I cannot assuage Why did this have to happen to me?
Mirror Mirror on the wall My reflection is so small Take this look from off my face Help me get out of this place
I can't stand it anymore Just surviving is a chore I'm so desperate for a cure My broken heart cannot endureTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
