I swear on my life, I'm tired of being down
I am the only one who can pull myself together
I have become succumbed to this feeling of emptiness
Save me from myself
I will not be set free by the hands of a God as selfish as me
I must learn to accept the things i cannot change
Or I'll rearrange everything I cannot accept
My God Complex will be the death of me
Holding myself accountable for everything thats wrong with me
If even for a moment you begin to crave and fall into your old ways
Is this what you call living a life
Being impulsive to satisfy every urge to escape your harsh reality
You've thrown these sticks and stones one too many times and you've broken no bones