Some uphill battles aren't meant to be won
just like some nights when I never see the sun
I try and I try but my efforts fall flat
What point is there to living when you don't have all that?
There is ice in my veins and my lungs are on fire
my body's so empty my nerves are a live-wire
The void gives way to pain, pain gives way to pleasure
I can feel my bones, I'm as light as a feather
I know that it's wrong but I'm too far gone to care
It's harder to get back so I wouldn't even dare
I go and I go until there's blood in the drain
I'd never tell you, you're too good to feel my pain.