Into the bottom I will go I feel the daylight choking Into the vile I become I am forever changing
Into the hollow I let go I see the darkness close in Into the silence I've become I am the faith forsaken
In the cold eternal light I am the ember fading Every scar we try to hide I am the fake you made me Psycho, let go I am the one embracing Psycho, faithful I am the rupture breaking
We live, we breathe, we die. We feed, we burn, we lie.
You shouldn't have but you said it (And I hope you never come back) It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine is to probably just let her win.