Apathy - D.V.8.

My mistakes burn.
Deviate, can't complain.
Al this pain and suffering was caused by me, on my fucking knees.
Distrust had clouded my judgment and pushed me right over the edge.
Just know I'm sorry.
I'm not one to let all the little things get to me and cause me to be a chump.
Like others, those others I despise.
Can't justify the wrong things I've done.
I'll just try to see my side.
I know now what I should've known long ago, better now than never.
The damage is already done.
Conscience falls away.
Self-worth left to gain.
Why can't you see that I'm trying?
Trying to right the mistakes in my life.
Why can't you see that I'm dying?
Dying inside, you tore my soul apart.
Why can't you see that I'm trying?
Trying to rid myself of this sickness.
Why can't you see that I'm dying?
Dying inside, you ripped my fucking heart out.
I'm down on my knees.
The sickness burns.
Why can't you see that I'm trying?
I'm trying so hard; I'm trying so hard now.
Why can't you see that I'm dying?
Dying inside, the pressure's so hard now.
Why can't you see that I'm trying?
Trying to do the things that I have to.
Why can't you see that I've died?
I've died each time I hurt you in any way.
There's nothing to say, but I'm sorry.
I beg.
I beg you to stay.
Please don't go away.
Can't deal with the pain.
I'm lonely, so lonely.
Be brave.
The soul, it falls apart.
Alone, it's so hard to know just what you want.
The soul wants what it wants.
Ego won't settle for less than a perfect thought.
The soul, it falls apart.
Alone, it's so hard to know just what you want.
The soul wants what it wants.
Ego won't settle for less than a perfect thought, won't settle for less than a perfect start, won't settle for less than what's perfection.
The cycle repeats.
Staring into the night sky.
I see reflections of grief and I wonder why.
Why the sun doesn't shine down on people like me?
I can't help but think that it's all because the soul, it falls apart.
Alone, it's so hard to know just what you want.
The soul wants what I wants.
Ego won't settle for less than a perfect thought.
The soul, it falls apart.
Atone, it's so hard to know just what you want.
The soul wants what it wants.
Ego won't settle for less than a perfect thought, won't settle for less than a perfect start, won't settle for less than what's perfection.