The Line Begins To Blur

There are things that I said I would never do 
There are fears that I cannot believe [bad word] [bad word] 
For my soul is too sick and too little and too late 
And my self I have grown to weary to hate 

The more I stay in here 
The more it's not so clear 
The more I stay in here 
The more I disappear 
As far as I have gone 
I knew what side I'm on 
But now I'm not so sure 
The line begins to blur 

Is there somebody on top of me? 
I don't know I don't know 
Isn't anybody stopping me? 
I don't know I don't know 
Well I'm trying to hold my breath 
I don't know I don't know 
Just how far down can I go? 
I don't know I don't know I don't know 

As I lie here and stare 
The fabric starts to tear 
It's far beyond repair 
And I don't really care 
As far as I have gone 
I knew what side I'm on 
But now I'm not so sure 
The line begins to blur