I will not let up.
The paths we can create can often lead to mistakes. Some out of love and some from hate.

I've planned too far ahead and now I'm hangin' by a thread. I feel I'm living my fucking life dead. I fear myself, my losing battle for inner wealth. Should I just die?
Slip inside my skin and try to let yourself in. Sometimes you have to bleed just to set yourself free.
The worlds a lonely place. Sometimes you'd rather be erased instead of living in this rat race. I've planned too far ahead and now I'm hangin' by a thread, I feel I'm living my fucking life dead. I fear myself my losing battle for inner wealth. I wont just die.

With thoughts as pure as candlelight, on this smokey dim-lit night, full of clouds and full of rain, spend some time and feel our pain.
Life can't knock me down.