I love the way our body shakes when you're about to cry.
It makes me feel so strong to tear you down to shame.
You should feel so honored to be a pawn in my little game.
Hold it back. Suck it up. Those feelings are just a lie.
Put on that smile. Stand up straight and let emotion simply die.
Read your lines and close our eyes. Walk the way I say.
Don't tell your friends, don't shed a tear. Just tell them that you're ok.
I am the voice inside your soul. I am the creeping pain.
I am the reason, I am the weight. I am your crutch and cane.
I tell you that you need me if you want to feel complete.
Im killing you, what a show. Come on now, have a seat.
You never stood a chance against me, I held you before you were born.
Now we are one, destroying all. A beautiful person....but torn.
Ripped and shredded. Cracked and Decayed. Broken and left to rot.
I am all you have to hold, the cold comfort you've always sought.
It doesn't matter how you fight. You can't run from your very soul.
Eventually one day, so very soon, all that running will take its tole.
You won't get up. The weight will grow. That last effort won't be there
Then I'll creep in to take your pain leaving only that vacant stare.
The rest will quit. They'll shake their heads. They'll walk away from what we are
Accept it...leave it. let them go. Whats just one more scar?
