Pain - Instrumental
I'm writhing and desperate
I can't scream louder than the echo
Or the misery
No one's listening
I can't scream louder than the sadness
Or the pain in me
The pain in me
The pain that I see
The pain that you see
Hate me, berate me
I've fucking had it up to here lately
I think I've had enough
I think I'm giving up
Break this, I can't shake this off
I think I'm breaking down
And you're never around
To pick me up off the ground
I think I've had enough
I think I'm giving up
I can't break this, I can't shake this off
I think I'm breaking down
And you're never around
To pick me up off the ground
And I can't deal with the pain
Or feel the same way
It's so much worse than the shame
I think I'm going insane
I'm going insane, I'm sick of your games
You always complain that things aren't the same
I'm going insane, why's it this way
I'm sick of your games, I'm sick of your ways
Hate me, berate me
I've fucking had it up to here lately
I think I've had enough
I think I'm giving up
Break this, I can't shake this off
I think I'm breaking down
And you're never around
To pick me up off the ground
I think I've had enough
I think I'm giving up
I can't break this, I can't shake this off
I think I'm breaking down
And you're never around
To pick me up off the ground
Pick me up off the ground
Surround this pain
I can't scream louder than the echo
Or the misery
No one's listening
I can't scream louder than the sadness
Or the pain in me
The pain in me
The pain that I see
The pain that you see
Hate me, berate me
I've fucking had it up to here lately
I think I've had enough
I think I'm giving up
Break this, I can't shake this off
I think I'm breaking down
And you're never around
To pick me up off the ground
I think I've had enough
I think I'm giving up
I can't break this, I can't shake this off
I think I'm breaking down
And you're never around
To pick me up off the ground
And I can't deal with the pain
Or feel the same way
It's so much worse than the shame
I think I'm going insane
I'm going insane, I'm sick of your games
You always complain that things aren't the same
I'm going insane, why's it this way
I'm sick of your games, I'm sick of your ways
Hate me, berate me
I've fucking had it up to here lately
I think I've had enough
I think I'm giving up
Break this, I can't shake this off
I think I'm breaking down
And you're never around
To pick me up off the ground
I think I've had enough
I think I'm giving up
I can't break this, I can't shake this off
I think I'm breaking down
And you're never around
To pick me up off the ground
Pick me up off the ground
Surround this pain
Credits
Writer(s): Colby Schubert
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