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?