keep my feet on the ground and I need to get down
from this cloud that I been sitting on, no people around
to keep me level headed, never said that I was fine
my head is bent, you try to find the sense but you will never get
inside my mind
it’s to dark to see inside
and I tried but it gets hard to keep your pride when every artery’s alive
and your heart is beating fine but your soul is dead
and friends are holding bets on time until you fold, it’s getting old I guess
ain’t no one gonna be there when I fall to the floor
life’s a game, wish I knew a way to alter the score
instead I’m stuck within this bubble of insanity still
can’t even feel emotion, hoping someone hands me a pill
so I can make it stop, but it’d probably take a lot
I take a shot instead to dead it, I’m hoping that they forgot
so I can be left alone, I’m over praying for some help
because no one gonna save me from myself
I’m happy now, but in a minute I’ll be crashing down
I’m lashing out at everyone, I know how rash it sounds
but you don’t get it though, you’ll never know the feeling
life is overbearing, try to climb the stairs and hold the railing
barely standing as I climb and I’m falling like every other step
every time, I knew it’d happen, guess it’s what I get
for trying again and thinking that I had a chance
stand against an avalanche and landed on my back, I can’t
imagine or fathom a life that’s happy or nice
but karma’s a b**** that stabbed me in the back with a knife
guess I deserved it though, in fact I think it’s justified
and that’s for every f****** time I had them with another lie
so what am I? just a victim of what I’ve done?
I see what happened in the past as a picture of what’s to come
I wanna run but I can’t run from myself
I try to yell but I know really no one’s coming to help