I need to come clean the truth is uglier than it seems
Guilty as charged my mind is a graveyard
Trying to stay in good spirit
But the darkness seems so overwhelming
And i start to think that I deserve it

Sharp like knives memories in these eyes
I've been spending all of my time digging holes in my mind
Sifting through all the nonsense like hope, love and conscience
Filling the void with more substance
Throw some apathy in the mix
Nothing that a few substances won't fix
Do you feel you're in control
Do you think you're immune to this world
Do you feel you have your own strings to hold
You think you're something that I'm not
I disappear
Into the silence
And I disappear
Into the quiet

I need to come clean the truth is uglier than it seems
Guilty as charged my mind is a graveyard
Trying to stay in good spirit
But the darkness seems so overwhelming
And i start to think that I deserve it

I disappear
Into the silence
And I disappear
Into the quiet