some days are better, they're better than others  [bad word] forever, you're pushing me under
what a way to live my life 
i'm hiding from the battles i don't want to fight
what i've [bad word] 
and now it's going grey 
all the lines are blurring and decayed
i can't recall exactly who's to blame..... anymore

is it me or is it you , something isn't right 
of all the things that we could do we just wanna fight
someday i will find the courage to embrace you
someday i will find the strength to erase you

some days i think i'm nothing without you
sometimes i wish that i could just kill you
what a way we live our lives
it's hard to breathe
it feels like i'm infected by my dad's disease

and now it's going grey 
and you're the one i chose to feed me pain
and i'm the one you bring home so ashamed.....through their eyes
 [bad word] 

and i see myself in heaven
if i can free myself from this [bad word]