Nothing
Days gone, I wasted all my precious time
Trapped inside my head feeling so empty and alone
I know I'll never win these twisted games
Blindfolding myself, a crooked empire falling down
I mean nothing to anyone
These days I blame myself for everything
Trapped inside my head, losing my temper and myself
I try to validate my own mistakes
Convincing myself that there's a point to all of this
I mean nothing to anyone
Dust to dust we all feel the same
Who plays the martyr and who takes the blame?
We're all just a little afraid
Trapped inside my head feeling so empty and alone
I know I'll never win these twisted games
Blindfolding myself, a crooked empire falling down
I mean nothing to anyone
These days I blame myself for everything
Trapped inside my head, losing my temper and myself
I try to validate my own mistakes
Convincing myself that there's a point to all of this
I mean nothing to anyone
Dust to dust we all feel the same
Who plays the martyr and who takes the blame?
We're all just a little afraid
Credits
Writer(s): Sour Days, Tj Stevenson
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