I've seen some things, done some things I really wish I hadn't.
I've seen you fall from grace more than once. I've been haunted by the sound of you screaming for god, pleading for a new beginning. You're dragging me deeper, and don't you dare slip.
Maybe this is path we've chosen, rough as is. I want to turn around, but you're not letting me go, you'll never let me go.
I think its coming back, I feel it growing inside me. This ache, lack of beauty.
They're right, they've been right all along, every little comment and complaint towards my ways, their words held truth. I couldn't go on denying it forver, but that thirty day span of liberation sure was nice.
If I ever find the strength, I'll move on.
The last thing I want is to drag you down with me.
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