[PbEknight777]

[vs1]
walking through the pieces of my shattered life
i find a shard of the things i did in spite
of the fact that what i was doing was wrong
and i regret it now that its said and done

[ch]
why do i do this to my health
i'm self destructive
why do i do this to myself
anti-constructive

[vs2]
i stepped on a slice of my own memories
it pierced through my skin and made my conscience bleed
nothing that i do can heal this soul of mine
i do not think a band-aid will work this time

[ch]

[vs3]
who needs enemies when some live inside me
and they wage war when someone reminds me
i've despised these ghosts for much to long
they are the memories that i wish were gone

[ch]