there are times i think about my mistakes times i think about all the faults i make all the people that i hurt as i debate times my head is spinning out of control there are people that i still owe and people that i really shouldn't know the antsy tremble running through my spine something that im used to so im fine savior of my thoughts savior of my mind savior of the broken and savior of the damned i need someone to save me to save me from myself to lock me up, and throw away the key trust me its exactly what i need what would happen if i start to care tried to stop all the wear and tare worked on what is occupying my inside what if i could see a day with clear eyes open them wide and see the blue skies maybe one day before i finally die but i dug it all, and still dig some more moving heaven and earth to get to the core trying to matter at least once before i scream but there no one to call for savior of my thoughts savior of my mind savior of the broken and savior of the damned i need someone to save me to save me from myself to lock me up, and throw away the key trust me its exactly what i need
