My mind is a prison
This is my hell
Where all the roads lead to home
And all the devils speak
In the tongues of my friends that I used to know
The place where my heart feels the heaviest

I discern this and I don't want to be saved
This torment is what I deserve
Lost somewhere between the past and the present
I am meant to be a shattered soul
The closer I get, the further it feels
What am I to do?

The dream-catcher above my bed
Hasn't helped me sleep in months

That dream-catcher was worthless
And ill never take that medication
You always said that I was weak
And I never proved that I was strong
There's a noose hanging from the ceiling
And its the only place I've ever belonged