OK

The evil that I hold inside
Bed of nails on which I lie
I made it
Theres nowhere left for me to hide
Racing towards the other side
I hate it
All of my ranting and raving
Im waxing and waning
And I dont see an end in sights
Maybe Im just masquerading
As way beyond saving
So I dont even have to fight
So cold to live without a soul
But I do my best to make things right
I roll deeper down the hole
Ive been holding on with all my might
But in spite of my trying, I feel like Im dying
And I cant hear a word you say
All of the drinking and lying, the games that I play
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
I think Im running out of time
All I seem to leave behinds destruction
I cant undo what I have signed
Its no way to take back time
I loved them
Nobody wanted to find me
A way back to guide me
Kept feeling like I wasnt right
Maybe Im encapsulating
Somebody else saving
You really need to just sit tight
So cold to live without a soul
But I do my best to make things right
Alone without a heart or home
No one else can see its fight or flight
Because theyre trying to hide me
I feel like Im blinding
Or was I never in their sight
No ones rewinding the time here
Im left alone trying
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK
Nothing seems to make me feel OK