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Castaway

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It’s so hard to see the end when lately all I see is red in these eyes
For all of them, this forged composure is my disguise
If you could see behind these eyes, if you could crawl inside my mind
you’d see things you’d never speak of. You’d hold it all inside like me

Can someone tell me, where did I go wrong?
I just want to make them happy but I’m pleasing no one
I scream, I cry, I explode inside
Still searching for the pieces of my peace of mind

Fist to the drywall, head glued to my hands
All I wanted was for somebody to understand
But they don’t, they won’t, so I stay trapped in my skin
I’m pounding at the walls of my skull, break me open
I keep wrenching at my heart, I keep pulling my hair
A winner at a losing game, I’m gasping for air

Don’t you know that I fucking hate myself?
It’s me vs. me all by myself
Don’t you know that I fucking hate myself?
It’s me vs. me all by myself
Don’t you know that I fucking hate myself?
No comfort, no help

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