Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort
Do you even care if I die bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right?
If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight and I'm contemplating suicide
Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine ...
I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin ...
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils ...
I'm running and I'm crying
Nothings alright, nothing is fine
Cant go on, living this way
-Papa Roach
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