Takticals average extended mix

Each day I dig my own grave
In hopes my sanity will be saved
After everyone and everything has let me down
I sink into the sorrow that holds me a slave
In a crowded room screaming
Just help me please
They turn a deaf ear as
I fall to my knees
Just help me, please
These are years of anger and frustration
I've become a victim of my own vindication
With lack of trust,
I left my brain away from me outside
I go in my thoughts,
that is where i hide
Though they'll forget what
they have done throughout
these horrid years
I count the number of days,
I will not forget my tears
Everyday I bite my tongue
So my wasted words don't
hurt no one
After everything
I've loved has been taken from me
The lonely mess pulls me into oblivion
In a crowded room screaming
Just help me please
They turn a deaf ear as
I fall to my knees
Just help me, please
These are years of anger and frustration
I've become a victim of my own vindication
With lack of trust,
I left my brain away from me outside
I go in my thoughts,
that is where i hide
Though they'll forget what
they have done throughout
these horrid years
I count the number of days,
I will not forget my tears
A lie is left of memories of my unhappy past
I try to not to hold on to them,
but they keep fading fast
Damn these scars you've given me
They will forever last
These are years of anger and frustration
I've become a victim of my own vindication
With lack of trust,
I left my brain away from me outside
I go in my thoughts,
that is where i hide
Though they'll forget what
they have done throughout
these horrid years
I count the number of days,
I will not forget my tears