Chris Elliott - The Hell Inside Lyrics

I've Failed as a son
I've failed as a friend
And failed at everything
The best way I can
This warrior is weary
Worn down by the scars
There's nothing left now
But the death of the heart

Faithless and broken
He walks through this world
The result of life beating him down
Exists in the shadows and you can't see
The hell that exists in me

Bright eyed and full of life
At the dawning of my world
I've faced down my demons
And beat them back in herds
But Age and wisdom can be demons too
They reach into the soul and rip out what's pure

This is my own private hell customized and tailor made
This is my own private hell customized and tailor made
This is my own private hell customized and tailor made
This is my own private hell customized and tailor made

These eyes are dark
There is nothing left
Nothing that you'd want to see
Heart made of nightmares
My existence is blight
Eating at my sanity

Faithless and broken
He walks through this world
The result of life beating him down
Exists in the shadows and you can't see
The hell that exists in me