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My life was taken away from me the day that i was born |
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No such thing as sympathy from the ones who had me |
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Torn apart to pieces, ripping out my heart |
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Memories hunt me down, a refugee at large |
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Each and every day |
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Defending myself |
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My life in decay |
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Crawl back into my shell |
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Enslaved to guilt for as long as i can remember |
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The only thing that i know is the darkness of november |
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These pangs of conscience, no peace of mind |
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The true meaning of life has been hard to find |
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Each and every day |
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Defending myself |
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My life in decay |
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Crawl back into my shell |
