Copyright L0stKydz, all rights reserved [Verse] Submerged in my head, I feel the skin outside turn cold… And now, my heart’s beating, Slow… My feelings are gone, am I alone? This pain fills my heart, my soul, (my home…) I’ve begun to mix words to see, if I should atone, or forgive… But the stones, I call my skin, are used to paint the scars over again… When I feel close, I begin to expose what controls my soul… [Instrumental] Well, I suppose I was right, [Instrumental] What is a human to a devil in disguise… (I guess this shows…) [Instrumental] (What happens underneath the surface, drowns us whole…) [Instrumental] [Chorus] Burning the cloth that’s on my skin… Drinking the thoughts I can’t forget… Mine's exhausted by its touch again... The salt placed on the wounds, sobered my mind… [Instrumental] I’m seeing double lines again… The rooms are spinning. Why is it so bright… Where are my clothes? Why can’t I feel my skin… I just need to distract my thoughts again… (Harassed by the supplements...) [Instrumental] [Verse] I was told, a man uses his vices to control the demons inside his head… Maybe it was like this in times past mine… I don’t feel satisfied at times.. [Instrumental] I didn’t care… These feelings didn't last long… Here!... I’m holding on, I will survive… Holding its hand, it still wants me to die… Whispering my name, please close your eyes… Telling me to feel ashamed, when I cried for life… But when I opened my eyes, where did it go? Are you hiding inside? To my surprise, it was a (figment of my mind…) [Instrumental] [Chorus] Burning the cloth that’s on my skin… Drinking the thoughts I can’t forget… Mine's exhausted by its touch again... The salt placed on the wounds, sobered my mind… [Instrumental] I’m seeing double lines again… The rooms are spinning. Why is it so bright… Where are my clothes? Why can’t I feel my skin… I just need to distract my thoughts again… (Harassed by the supplements...) [Instrumental] [Bridge] Go ahead… drown it out… Take a sip… Spread the sin… Count your time… surround yourself... with land mines… I’m touching the ground, am I touching the ground? There's no surface around, with no purpose. I'm nervous, to resurface, I'm worthless... You’re nothing to it… It’s not your friend… Just- an- addiction- haunting- your- head… [Instrumental] [Chorus] Burning the cloth that’s on my skin… Drinking the thoughts I can’t forget… Mine's exhausted by its touch again... The salt placed on the wounds, sobered my mind… [Instrumental] I’m seeing double lines again… The rooms are spinning. Why is it so bright… Where are my clothes? Why can’t I feel my skin… I just need to distract my thoughts again… (Harassed by the supplements...)
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