Liberation

I'm a sensualist
My eyes glazed and it's ice cold in my veins
On the inside I feel so hollow
Found another fix to make me feel normal

I've tried to lay to rest
My past, I must confess
I don't feel much. That's my reward
All those memories, locked up. Disregard

Forgive me for what I've done
You begged for this. I can't regret it any longer

I'm a sensualist
White knuckled holding what's left of me
Scratch the surface, a little bit shallow
No heart, it's nothing, it's a black hole

Another substance to get me back on track
Yet substance is something that I lack
This life I've killed to lead is nothing more than a disappointment

Forgive me for what I've done
You begged for this. I can't regret it any longer

God, I'm done
You begged for this but I regret it more and more now

I told you I wanted the pain to end

That's why I did it. I couldn't watch you suffer

But now you suffer for the things you did

Truth is I hated you. With you out of the way, I could get my life back.
No
No

If that were true, this wouldn't hurt so bad

Why is this darkness surrounding me?
I thought the truth would finally set me, set me free.

They say that the truth will set you free
But then again, so will a lie...
It depends on if peace is what you seek Or if you're just trying to get by

Liberation