How can I hold on to something
That sets me apart from the sane?
For way too long, I've been caught up in the act
Trying to pull myself back up again. Trying to get away.
Cut off my hands because they do me no good
My eyes don't deserve the sight I have
I crawl in the darkest of places
To where you will never see my face again
I am that monster I am a monster
I've been consumed by the trap of a lifetime
But I will escape
I crawl in their darkest of places
To where you will never see my face again
Burn it all down
The ashes retain the sickness and guilt
I am that monster, I am a monster
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