Torn apart, make deeper wounds

Don't seem to heal and start to heal

Healing all my scraps and rags

Right into my hopelessness

Demanding more while I dig in to satisfy

That peeling cycle never ends

I give a chance to all the doubts

I can't apply the breath that starts with the illness

Of my unkindness once suffered

It aches, exfoliates

It aches, exfoliates

Self-inflicted wounds, they feel most real

Leave this mind and marks won't disappear

Torn apart with deeper wounds

Nothing to heal, nothing to lose

That peeling cyclе never ends