I’ve got these bruises You can’t see them, so it’s useless I’ll cover them with flowers and excuses Anything I can get to make me feel human Struggle staying sane When real life is delusions Sick and twisted game played Where winning means You’re losing Things get confusing Exhausted never moving I lost my mind And it has it It doesn’t hurt that bad You’re okay Quit that complaining No-one cares what you’re saying No one cares about you or what you’re saying It doesn’t hurt that bad Quit complaining My mind- Oh, I lost my lost my mind My mind- Think I lost my lost my mind My my - Think we lost our lost our minds My my- Think we lost our lost our minds I’ve been wounded Not with a gun So it cant be proven Try to drown them out Whats the use when All I’m hearing Is lies?