Shut down when it finally gets to me

Eyes up, yet heaven's so far away

Fall into nothingness, I can't seem to change things

And I stare in the mirror, at the same pain

Setbacks, keep me paralyzed

I can't see a way to shift the weight

Every choice I make keeps feeding

Into self-inflicted pain

Tourniquet the wound, yet we bleed into despair

Human instinct, we're left to wander or in disarray

Part of me

Still left to wander or in disarray

The path has already been cut

Is it straight ahead

Or does it circle back?

Circle back

We're capable of terrifying beauty and exquisite harm

The playground is violent, but it′s ours

Bound to spiral, nothing left but denial

Witness to the violence, can′t look away

This must end

I stand still

Pulled into the spiral's hold

I brought the blade

Name my fucking time to name my fucking end

Beauty tied to the violence