I Wrote This Standing In Someone's Shoes

I Wrote This Standing In Someone's Shoes.

I couldn't wait till its dark to paint my secret dark story

I couldn't wait till its dark to start feeling this lonely

I fell in love with the pain that fed me a spoon full of misery

I couldn't wait till I feel guilty to paint myself with red stains

I couldn't wait till I'm alone to tie my self with this pain chains

I became an addict to this rush that excites me more than life

I started feeling more alive as I hurt my self twisting the knife

I had nothing to live for, so I made a life out of the devils skin

I lived to the fullest, I wore it all over me till it wore thin

I shiver a bit, I get scared a little, then I would get sweaty palms

I tell my self its well deserved and get my blood on my hands

I couldn't find the strength within to forgive myself for all I am

I couldn't end the riot within to match my face that is so calm

I couldn't be grateful for everything and anything I ever had

So I choose a life that's hell like knowing damn well I needed God