Do you know what it's like to wake up in the same storm with nowhere to call home.
Clutching to my dismal world by the flesh of someone else. 
My fingers rip through your skin like a razor blade. 
And I'm hanging on, by a ribbon, of what we used to be. 
I'm no longer the man I was once was, and I don't even know if it's for the best. 
At least I used to stand for myself instead of nothing.
And I'm sorry, I just dont recognize myself anymore, and I can tell every time i look into your eyes, that you don't know the man looking back at you. 
Misery finds us at our breaking point, it's all we'll ever know. 
Will the carnage overwhelm us to the point of no return?
We pile it on, til we cant see out, and live out in a guise
And I'm sorry, I just dont recognize myself anymore, and I can tell every time i look into your eyes, that you don't know the man looking back at you. 
Curiosity kills me, but ignorance is bliss. 
My head creates a hell, for my body to live in. 
I don't feel pain like I used to
Reach the breaking point before I bleed out.
Tear my skin to shreds
One piece at a time
Tear my skin to shreds 
Leave me with with nothing.


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