I have no interest in living like this Yet I thrive in the light when I'm feeling alive I just can't decide, if I should live or die? Do I deserve this? Because I really think the shoe fits I just wish you knew what to say, when I'm wishing my days away This is all that I know walking forward all alone with lungs made out of stone Suffer, this is all that I've got Returning to the same thought of being a puppet Connected by a thread to each and every one of your hands An empathy inside of me that won't let me live Something's got to give I won't live like this Consider me refurbished and fixed I won't live like this I want to give a shit Frustrated and dead inside If this was my only way out I would have done it by now Searching for answers but all that I know is I'm in love with the sound of my words coming to life My head is blind or else I'd do the same I only have myself to blame why I live this way If I could take it back if I wasn't just so mad at myself And hating who I've become Mad at myself and hating who I am That doesn't mean I'll go through draining blood from my hands With a blind mind confined to the dark your heart shivers Bitter taste inside your mouth Slivers of ice might find its way to your veins But the flames that you have in your hand Can burn through the part of you that is your past The last piece of you that needs to die