Where has that gotten me?
I tear myself to shreds to prove that 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 first hand how to be set free
Give up and runaway
I wish I could drain out his half of blood in me
But i'd still have his face
I curse reflections, everyday
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
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?
Cause your only son still cant seem to find his way
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.
So father where the hell are you now?
I think that you would be proud
Your son whos so unluckly
Fell right next to the tree
I hope your proud of me,
I hope you're proud.
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