It’s getting harder just to breathe
It knocks the wind right out of me
Every time I cut myself just to see if i will bleed
It’s turning me into a slave
Feels like I’m digging my own grave
Feeling like I need to be quarantined and then locked away
I know who you are
You’re just a fake
You’re just a by-product of hate
You got me feeling like
Your knife has cut me to the core
You got me feeling like
I’m on my knees can’t take no more
Bad’s just an offspring of good my friend, a rebellion
Why do we put ourselves through this hell?
Bad self
Afraid of looking in the mirror
A dark reflection could appear
And even if I look away the face remains behind of eyes of fear
I know who you are
You’re just a fake
You’re just a by-product of hate
You got me feeling like
Your knife has cut me to the core
You got me feeling like
I’m on my knees can’t take no more
Bad’s just an offspring of good my friend, a rebellion
Why do we put ourselves through this hell?
Bad self
