| It starts to eat at me |
| I’m giving into my disease |
| I want to feel something |
| I give it every part of me |
| I want to breathe it in |
| I want to feel it in my skin |
| I think it’s what I need |
| I hear it calling out to me |
| I’ve been holding myself up way too long |
| Reaching so high left me so low |
| Am I the problem, am I the victim |
| Or the cause of my disease |
| I let it eat at me |
| I start to like the way it feels |
| Consuming parts of me |
| I never wanted to reveal |
| I start to fuck it up |
| I’m losing people close to me |
| I crave the sudden rush |
| I wanna, I wanna |
| Pull myself apart |
| And start to build again |
| Reach right through my scars |
| I wanna feel something |
| I’ve been holding myself up way too long |
| Reaching so high left me so low |
| Am I the problem, am I the victim |
| Or the cause of my disease |
| I’ve been holding myself up way too long |
| Reaching so high left me so low |
| Am I the problem, am I the victim |
| Or the cause of my di- |
| I’ve been holding myself up way too long |
| Reaching so high left me so low |
| Am I the problem, am I the victim |
| Or the cause of my disease |