8 acessos
You have no idea what I go through
In my head, I try not to dwell
But I know it all to well
i try not to dwell
jealous minded its hard to keep my cool
i'm a mess, i'm a fool
intoxicated and in time we'll part
But I cant trust I feel locked up
Crawling through the woods they're too dense
I panic pins and needles one minute the next
And I cant stop I feel locked up
Running from the devil shame on me
The urges withdrawal take a toll on me
Where is the line that separates insanity and reality?
build up a bridge,
dare to cross it,
we're hiding skeletons in the closet
build up a bridge,
dare to cross it,
I don't want to die like this
On my map you are here
I am not myself
I am not in control
just one more time then i'm through with this