So what am I?
Another kind of lie
What have I begun?
Another chance
To fly or die
All I have
All I’ve been
Got lost again
In the heroin
Clawing my way back out
A moment at a time
While I cover up the scars
And defy my destructiveness
Tearing out my reason
Right along with most of
My soul
So many handfuls of heartache
They’ve buried me alive
All I have
All I’ve been
Getting lost
Lost in the heroin
Just like a cyclone
Just like the tide
Just let me go
Just let me die
All that I have
All that I’ve been
I have begun my reckoning
All that I was
And all I will be
I beg of you
Deliver me
Phantoms in the night
Torment the demons in my mind
They scream
They beg
They ache
They bleed
They try to undo
What little is left
To what is me.
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