Last chance to say what i like.
What i feel and tell you about my life.
I don't know where to begin.
This fucking life of sin the guilt the pain from within.
I keep my thoughts to myself, some on a shelf.
I my private hell.
I put these barriers up trapped in a call.
I'm antisocial. i want to be left the fuck alone.
Antisocial. leave me alone.
And when the sun don't shine.
Feels like i'm losing my mind.
That bond of loyality.
Life imitated art when i was caught in a lie.
And i paid the price.
I've moved on,
Moved on with my life.
And i don't need to be reminded.
Of the pain, misery and strife.
And when the sun don't shine,
Feels like i'm losing my mind.
Time and time again.
I'm tired of fighting my mind.
Feels like i'm running out of time.
Trying to walk that line of love and hate.