My room is
lit by candlelight
I thought I
was fine but I'm not
I'm sick of me,
I'm angry If I take my life so big
I don't care enough, how will it make you feel?
Cause you don't know my misery, I'm tired of me
I just wanna sleep even though I trust nobody Not even my own dreams
Maybe if I send my soul to heaven I would find peace at last
Believe me,
being in my skin is like a torturing prison
Like a bird locked up in a cage,
sad and full of rage
