I'm lost within my mind at the moment
I don't know what to do
The constant pressure is torement
I can't tell what is true
Things have happened in a rush
My head is bound to burst
I feel my chest begin to crush
Is love such a terrible curse?
Why do people see it so fit
To go into other's lives?
That it's so amusing to see the bit
Of other's mournful cries?
I've said so much I've gone ill
Yet no one seems to hear
My throat has closed to barely fill
My desire to beg in fear
My heart is pounding out my chest
I feel it against my skin
I just want my misery put to rest
This horrible confusion within...
I don't know what to do
The constant pressure is torement
I can't tell what is true
Things have happened in a rush
My head is bound to burst
I feel my chest begin to crush
Is love such a terrible curse?
Why do people see it so fit
To go into other's lives?
That it's so amusing to see the bit
Of other's mournful cries?
I've said so much I've gone ill
Yet no one seems to hear
My throat has closed to barely fill
My desire to beg in fear
My heart is pounding out my chest
I feel it against my skin
I just want my misery put to rest
This horrible confusion within...
