الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
I have this voice ringing in my head
Telling me i'd be better off dead
I tore myself to a pile of shreds
Looking for a part that wasn't broke yet
This empty hole inside my chest
Is all that I have left
The past hold around my neck
It's choking me to death
Don't waste your time on me
I am beyond repair
I am sick but it feels
Fine to me
And if you really care
Leave me alone in my own nightmare
