Why must we feel the need to breathe when nothings what it claims to be?
I've tried searching for answers, I've been gasping for breath.
You're trying to take back whats left.
My thoughts are pure but can I cast the first stone?
I knew you.
You think you're in control, you don't have the guts to let go.
I knew you.
I fear I'm here to die alone, I fear I'm here to come and go.
This couldn't happen, I know this can't be happening.
You never noticed me for who I am, for what I tried to be.
Is this what you want?
It's so hard to breathe when you're six foot deep.
If diamonds didn't shine in sunlight, maybe they're just another stone.
Losing a grip on my reality, this evil world is all I know.