Band: Senses Fail
Album: Life is Not a Waiting Room
I try to be the one that everybody loves.
Where has that gotten me?
I tear myself to shreds to prove the I'm someone that I could never be.
Now these unsightly marks define me.
So help me please someone come quick I think I am losing it.
Forgive me I inherited this from a stranger I'll never miss.
I'm sick.
My father taught me firsthand how to be set free, give up and run away.
I wish I could drain out his half of blood in me but I'd still have his face.
I curse reflections everyday.
Here is my own family tradition, following footsteps into addiction.
So is there a way that I can find peace while still numbing my pain?
Is this my fate?
So father where the hell are you now?
I think that you would be proud.
Of you son who so unluckily fell right next to the tree.
I hope you're proud of me.
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