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Text: Hypocrisy. Catch 22. All Turns Black.

I've been searching for the peace in my mind
It's nowhere to be found
Can we start over [Incomprehensible] under my skin
I see no point of it in the life of me
It hurts me too much, can you feel what I feel?

It must go deep
My own soul is my enemy

It seems like everything I do just pushes down
It leaves an open scar that I know will never heal
Broken promises now run through my head
I can't see the future and it all turns black

What's the point of being here
When this whole life is dragging me down?
Is this how we'll be? I don't wanna be part of it

It must go deep
My own soul is my enemy

It seems like everything I do just pushes down
It leaves an open scar that I know will never heal
Broken promises now run through my head
I can't see the future and it all turns black

[Incomprehensible], can't live another day
Then you'll know just when pressure's getting stronger
I can hear voices calling my name
I guess they are all in my head

It seems like everything I do just pushes down
It leaves an open scar that I know will never heal
Broken promises now run through my head
I can't see the future and it all turns black

It seems like everything I do just pushes down
It leaves an open scar that I know will never heal
Broken promises now run through my head
I can't see the future and it all turns black