The Casket

Twenty eight notches on the belt
My life as a book
Drop it on the shelve
The comedowns got me fearing for my health
Paranoid feelings keep dragging me to hell
Apathy running through my veins
And I should count my days
The poison in my body
Like a fucking bullet to the brain blegh

I'm giving up I'm giving in
Spirits keep ahold of me racking up my sins
I let them loose I let them loose
Hold fast and let them loose
Feeling ill lose with every fucking path I choose
I lost the whites in my eyes
I know this wont end well
I have a feeling that I've damned myself to hell
I try to push it away I know this wont end well
I have a feeling that I've damned myself to hell
To hell

Am I what you want or what I'm meant to be
This is a cycle not worth repeating
Shadows the lies wont keep the dream alive
Panic inside the shadow of the light
Whispers inside never seem to die
Clawing at the walls of my own mind
Ohh
My own mind my own mind
My own mind my own mind my own mind



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Woodard
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