Why do i feel
Why am i standing here
Why do i repeat all the brainless mistakes
Wake up and see
What life is doing to me
This is a cry for help
'cause it brings me closer, closer to hell
Like paper cuts too deep on my skin
The dying cells inside of my veins
I'm feeling ill
Where does the rainbow end
I'm at the halfway
Why someone brought the rain
Those years were here
Those years of fortune and fame
Now some one stole them
And it feels like
'cause it brings me closer, closer to hell
Like paper cuts too deep on my skin
The dying cells inside of my veins
I'm draining fast
These days are years and years are decades
Still waiting for the stroke that gives me
Pleasure with pain
Turning all the water to wine
Painting this gray
'cause it brings me closer, closer to hell
Like paper cuts too deep on my skin
The dying cells inside of my veins