I thought I buried all these thoughts away
I thought I put them all to death to waste
I got blood on my hands, why aren't they gone today?
I just don't understand why I can't push them away
It's a fault I have, I know, I know I got too much going on
It's my fault, it's sad, I know, I know
And it hurts so bad, so bad
So bad that I would do anything to go back
Go back to any place but here
I just fear the route I'm going is long, dark, and hopeless
I know I'm losing focus, these thoughts are so atrocious