Itâs all for me
No uncertainty
This thing inside that I need to fill
Itâs always empty
It leaves me nothing more than this world can provide
Will I ever be set FREE?
This thing inside of me
Will I ever be set free?
Now thereâs nothing left that you can do to save me
What once was greed has become necessity
To alleviate the pain and guilt for my lack of CONSISTENCY
Now all thatâs left is an empty shell
I wish would fold and GO TO SLEEP!
This thing inside of me
Will I ever be set free?
Now thereâs nothing left that you can do to save me
That you can do to save me
That you can do to save me
After all is said and done Iâve hurt everyone
All that I thought was true
Turned out to be askew
Absorbed with myself
Removed from everything
Dissipated beat up and subdued
I have nothing left inside for you
Dissipated beat up self abused
I have nothing left in here for you.