Torture of the mind
I can’t compensate for my actions
I may have been blind
Not to leave this situation, time after time.
All this emptiness I feel
All these broken wounds won’t heal
Take me away, somewhere distant and remote
Where I can’t hear the sound of your call
Right now I’m all alone
No rightful abode to call my own
These things they always come and go (x2)
Insides rupture, there is nothing
Butcher, Butcher, Butcher my emotions
It’s a lie; you know we’ve been here before
Things never change, you left me running wild
It is my mind making this worse
Easy now while you drift away
Take me away, somewhere distant and remote
Where I can’t hear the sound of your call
Right now I’m all alone, no rightful abode to call my own
These things they always come and go
These things always come and go
Insides rupture.
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