Open your eyes, what do you see? Reflections show the world what you don't want to believe Open your eyes, what do you see? Reflections show the world what you don't want to believe I've become a part of everything I hate I've become a waste of life I no longer feel alive I have seen the enemy staring right back at me At me At me If seeing is believing, then why don't I believe in what I see? Reflecting on the things that have been torturing me in my sleep What's keeping me alive when I'd rather be dead? Who's putting these thoughts inside my head? Should I be dead? (Should I?) I should be fucking dead! I should be dead! Dead! I'm lost and trapped inside a world that's fucking haunting me For so long that I can barely breathe Numb from the pain, immune to the disease That was running through my veins Wasted away, left to decay Never fucking shown an ounce of mercy Trapped with no where to go, lost and left to die alone I'm left with this torment Trapped with no where to go, lost and left to die alone I'm left with this torment Coming to terms with the fact that I am nothing more than this Nothing but poison running through my veins No one but myself left to blame Why is it that I can't just see clearly what this world expects from me? Why is it that I can't just see clearly what this world wants from me?