IRC-Galleria

memories consume
like opening the wound
i'm picking me apart again
you all assume
i'm safe here in my room
unless i try to start again

clutching my cure
i tightly lock the door
i try to catch my breath again
i hurt much more
than anytime before
i had no options left again

i'll paint it on the walls
'cause i'm the one that faults
i'll never fight again
and this is how it ends

i don't know what's worth fighting for
or why i have to scream
but now i have some clarity
to show you what i mean
i don't know how i got this way
i'll never be allright
so, i'm breaking the habit
i'm breaking the habit
i'm breaking the habit
tonight