My reflection tells a story of how things have gone wrong But my memories have told me all along When I see what I want, I take what I want But everyday there's so much to consume But It's finally more than It's more than I can abuse I can abuse Self medication is my own excuse In desperation for this life I choose Has the purpose of my life been wrong Am I really all these things I've done Once again I'm becoming a victim of me This veil won't hide what I don't want you to see My own betrayal Although it all seems irrelevant to me I should be able To make myself see All these things I can't make myself believe A deep self loathing as the days pass by Increased postponing that I can't deny I've estranged my spirit from my body and soul In anticipation of what awaits below My own betrayal Although it all seems irrelevant to me I should be able To make myself be Who I want me to be Who do I want to be There's not much left of me