Well I've had enough of these selfish crimes.
I hurt myself again not knowing why.
It seems so easy to leave it all behind,
And avoid the truth.
I think I'd rather just go blind.
Then everything erupts;
My life has come unglued.
And the ties that bind have left me.
What am I to do?
Can't seem to recognize that stare behind those eyes.
Who is this man I see who's looking back at me?
Can't focus through the pain, and I am fading into nothing.
The reflection must get clearer.