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| sO LoW... |
| Feel so low, so messed up, why do other people get all the luck? feel so bad and so depressed, why do I never come out best? Turn around and pick myself up, it takes a lot, just to fall again, on hands and knees, and now it's even less I've got. Feel so hurt, so in pain, why do I never let myself get sane? feel so cold and so in love, why does all emotion self-destruct? Scraping my skin on the bars, of this helpless cage, just to free myself from me, and watch my dreams turn into dust again. When I just wanna close my eyes, and cry myself to sleep, but all these scars, were cut too deep. I can't give in, I can't keep on, and soon all options, will be gone. Am I low? am I high? is this the time to die? am I cold? am I burnt? is this the way I'll always hurt? am I good? am I bad? is this the mind I've always had? am I real? am I false? I know this is how I got lost. Feel so low, so messed up, why do other people get all the luck? feel so bad and so depressed, why do I never come out best? Turn around and pick myself up, it takes a lot, just to fall again, on hands and knees, and now it's even less I've got. Feel so hurt, so in pain, why do I never let myself get sane? feel so cold and so in love, why does all emotion self-destruct? Scraping my skin on the bars, of this helpless cage, just to free myself from me, and watch my dreams turn into dust again. When I just wanna close my eyes, and cry myself to sleep, but all these scars, were cut too deep. Too deep, for me, and now I'm never gonna be free, too deep, for me, and now this darkness means that I can't see. |
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