Like a punch to the gut
You cannot breathe, pale is the color of your shadow and skin
Feeling like your senses are fading away
Darkness overwhelms your sight
Suddenly you snap and realize
It wasn't physical but psychological
Cannot figure out the source of the pain
But it feels so goddamn real
It feels so goddamn real
A blow that landed out of nowhere
Without warning or any kind of sign
Signs of dementia some might say
Living in decline while searching for the truth
Even though it's clear in front of your eyes
You cannot realize it cause you deny it so damn hard
People call you schizo, freak with a double personality
The struggle for control is being shown
By self inflated injuries and suicidal tendencies
There's no cure for this disease
Self inflicted pain
Running away from basically your self
Unaware of what's really going on
At some point you'll reach the end that's dead
And has no way out
But facing your own self in a battle from within
If one dies the other one cannot survive
If one dies the other one cannot survive
People call you schizo freak with a double personality
The struggle for control is being shown
By self inflated injuries and suicidal tendencies
There's no cure for this disease
Self inflicted pain
