each time you fall the pieces are only more and farther between and the pices won't fit together with all the guilt built in your head
i see you shake i see the paint underneath your fingernails scratching the walls scratching the moments that brought you here
each time you thought you'd hold on trying to stay clean for someone maybe you should just take a look inside yourself cause you create your own hell
i see them scurry while they're helping dig your grave people are so quick to wave your weakness in your face i'm here to tell you keep one step back from one day at a time there's only so much above your head that you're supposed to carry
each time you thought you'd hold on trying to stay clean for someone maybe you should just take a look inside your hell cause you create your own self
