Every other day is wasted away, and I think I've gone completely insane
Pieces of my memory turn to ash, I'm going too fast and I'm gonna crash
Constantly thinking of all the things that could go wrong
So that is why I'm singing this song
I've never felt so dead inside and I blame it on my twisted mind
Feeling the pins and needles in my skull
And the flashbacks of the things I wanted to forget
Can someone help me out of this hell I'm living in, cause I can't take it anymore
Everyday is a struggle when it comes to the things that I don't want to think about
It feels like I'm a puppet on strings, controlled by the ones who bring me down
Days upon weeks upon months that turn into lonely years of silence
And pain on my soul and bones that lead me to the great unknown
Feeling the pins and needles in my skull
And the flashbacks of the things I wanted to forget
Can someone help me out of this hell I'm living in, cause I can't take it anymore
Ripping the bandages off the scars I left in the past
Sitting in silence as my world just self destructs
Dragging me down into this empty house
Where my feelings and thoughts just put themselves to sleep
In Dying Eyes - If I'm God Then You Must Be the Tyrant (Live) Lyrics
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Every other day is wasted away, and I think I've gone completely insane
Pieces of my memory turn to ash, I'm going too fast and I'm gonna crash
Constantly thinking of all the things that could go wrong
So that is why I'm singing this song
I've never felt so dead inside and I blame it on my twisted mind
Feeling the pins and needles in my skull
And the flashbacks of the things I wanted to forget
Can someone help me out of this hell I'm living in, cause I can't take it anymore
Everyday is a struggle when it comes to the things that I don't want to think about
It feels like I'm a puppet on strings, controlled by the ones who bring me down
Days upon weeks upon months that turn into lonely years of silence
And pain on my soul and bones that lead me to the great unknown
Feeling the pins and needles in my skull
And the flashbacks of the things I wanted to forget
Can someone help me out of this hell I'm living in, cause I can't take it anymore
Ripping the bandages off the scars I left in the past
Sitting in silence as my world just self destructs
Dragging me down into this empty house
Where my feelings and thoughts just put themselves to sleep
Pieces of my memory turn to ash, I'm going too fast and I'm gonna crash
Constantly thinking of all the things that could go wrong
So that is why I'm singing this song
I've never felt so dead inside and I blame it on my twisted mind
Feeling the pins and needles in my skull
And the flashbacks of the things I wanted to forget
Can someone help me out of this hell I'm living in, cause I can't take it anymore
Everyday is a struggle when it comes to the things that I don't want to think about
It feels like I'm a puppet on strings, controlled by the ones who bring me down
Days upon weeks upon months that turn into lonely years of silence
And pain on my soul and bones that lead me to the great unknown
Feeling the pins and needles in my skull
And the flashbacks of the things I wanted to forget
Can someone help me out of this hell I'm living in, cause I can't take it anymore
Ripping the bandages off the scars I left in the past
Sitting in silence as my world just self destructs
Dragging me down into this empty house
Where my feelings and thoughts just put themselves to sleep
Writer: Tyson Graham
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