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Burn Out

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I feel neglected, but I can't shout.    
I feel rejected, but I won't pout.

I've got to make up my mind,
or forever be a slave to the grind.
Already I'm down on my knees,
but far-off from sayin' please.

I see the shadows closing in on me.
I see no doors for my only key.

Gotta get a grip on my life.
Gotta pull out of this endless dive.
You can push my head into the bowl,
I won't auction off my soul

I hear demands, I see you stalk.
I hear advices, but I can't  talk.

Gotta pack my brain with ice,
or a braincore meltdown will stop the dice.
I'm gettin' ready to break free,
and it sure needs more to break me.

 

Broken dreams all about
There gotta be a way out.
Mirror mirror please tell me
Why can't I see who I used to be.

 There's only a picture of misery.
That's not me, that's not me.
Why can't I see who I used to be.
That's not me, that's not me.

I hear the voices, calling me.
Sweet wispers, to break free.

I will not take it anymore,
and it’s worth it fightin’ for,
to restore myself again
and to stop this endless pain.

I know who I am beyond doubt,
I'm goin' to find my way out.
Mirror mirror please tell me
When can I see who I used to be.

There's only a picture of misery.
That's not me, that's not me.
Why can't I see who I used to be.
That's not me, that's not me.

There's only a picture of misery.
That's not me, that's not me.
Why can't I see who I used to be.
That's not me, that's not me.