"I lean on to your shoulder
I should have get caught when I fell
I always tell you, you always know
I don't really have to tell
with panic in my eyes
and chaos in my mind
nothing can stop me from self destruction
the war is making me blind
we're alone in my world
hurry up and close the curtain
some demons are light driven
of that I'm certain
I run from one chaos
into another every day
give me distractions, give me
the pill to take the pain away
fourteen pills, fourteen cigarettes
I shatter between the here and now
your perfect world deceives me
and I wait for you to leave me somehow
here it is, and I hate to tell you
your love is not enough to revive
whatever's left of me to save
I'm not strong enough to survive"
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