Why is this happening? Where is the end? On this story that we mend
Our Pandora's Box, without the key
Break the lock to set us free
We twist the words we say
Reckoning's on its way
You make me hate myself
These scars will show you hell
I sit here broken yet I can't point the blame, the feelings are all the same
A shell of what used to be, scars of what you did to me, now I can't feel a thing
Hollow Scars, I'll break your heart