Woke up from another nightmare scene
But you find it wasnt just a dream
You self-inflict but somethings got to give
You think youre sane but its all relative
And youre proud of the scars and the blame
And youre proud of the pain
Dont try to hide it you cant deny it
The tragedy will set you free
I think its for the best
If you think youd be better off dead
Then be my guest
Woke up in a world thats self obsessed
Its dead within but outside looks the best
And thats what counts to the shallow and the used
You can deal with anything but truth
I can see you soul
And its getting cold
Turning black inside
And theres no alibi
Its the choice youve made
And youve dug your grave
Six feet underground
And theres no turning round
Out of the womb and then
Into the depths again
Can you be saved?
Into the dark and then
Into denial then
Into the grave
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And youre proud of the scars and the blame
And youre proud of the pain
Dont try to hide it you cant deny it
The tragedy will set you free
I think its for the best
If you think youd be better off dead
Then be my guest
Then be my guest
If you think youd be better off dead
Then be my guest
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