I will not sit silent and wait for my death
I'm not a saint for I have already sinned
I'd cast the first stone to which I'd repent
I fear that I'm too far gone
My heart's at peace but my mind is so torn
I don't feel I should be here
Collapsed, alone at a crossroad
Running on borrowed time in a world that's so cold
No spirit, no vitals
Am I a dead soul?
A piece of myself has been put through hell
A piece of myself is missing as well
Should I wish for it back
Or should I just help hammer the nails in my casket?
Burn me at sunset
I'll scream from my heart in the face of my death
Your demons, they come and they open me up
My insides are exposed, my blood and my thoughts
This is the real me
This is the real me
This is the real me
I've laid myself out for the whole world to see
Time to claw myself from the pressure life left on me
Life left on me
A piece of myself has been put through hell
A piece of myself is missing as well
Should I wish for it back or
Should I just help hammer the nails in my casket?
Burn me at sunset
The scars on my skin, they define my health
You all assume I am fine 'cause I hide it well
It's not a plea for your love or a cry for help
Hammer the nails in my casket
Burn me at sunset
Burn me at sunset
Burn me at sunset
Burn me at sunset
I don't feel I should be here
Collapsed, alone at a crossroad
Running on borrowed time in a world that's so cold
No spirit, no vitals
Am I a dead soul?
Praying on my ways
I'm breaking away so I can feel something, be someone
I can't see with the darkness in my way
A piece of myself has been put through hell
A piece of myself is missing as well
Should I wish for it back or
Should I just help hammer the nails in my casket?
Burn me at sunset
The scars on my skin, they define my health
You all assume I am fine 'cause I hide it well
It's not a plea for your love or a cry for help
Hammer the nails in my casket
Burn me at sunset
Burn me at sunset
I will not sit silent and wait for my death