Wretched

Well once again i seem

To have backed myself into a rival corner

Tell me, how could something have been

So difficult to complete?

Maybe if i had done it a different way

These voices would have stopped their calls to me

And maybe if i had

Approached it from a different angle

Instead of baiting the cause it would have

Stopped me from being so sucked under

And maybe if i had done it a different way

These voices would have stopped their calls to me

I feel so wretched now

So wretched now

I want to tear it

I won't ignore it, forget it

'Cause there's nothing left inside of me

Now it burns, now it tears

Now it sickens, it cries

And i can't summon them out of me

Out of me