ETCHED MEMORIES - Disease текст песни

Everytime I try
Shot down
Everytime I think
I fuck it up even worse
My beliefs, my ways
All coming
(Crumbling)

Systematic reconstruction
Of a life totally lost
What's the point
Of building myself
When you can walk by
And fuck up my life

Set one foot on the ground
Taken out from underneath me
Curing my imperfections
Destroying my mind
My single sided ways of thinking
Just smashed into a wall
Everything's just so different

I am nothing but a blur
Of lies and pain
Everything seems to have a hint of hate
And when I absorb it all
Into puddles of blood
From flesh split apart
Peeling myself for pleasure
Layer by layer
My life's just so empty