Haunted by what could of been Maybe if I did something differently I wouldn't be so angry everyday But there's no explaining this to you You wouldn't understand This pain is my prison And i've lost the keys so I'm never escaping I'm starting to embrace that I'll never change Blinded by hatred, veins filled with poison This Anxiety will be the death of me I dug my grave a long time ago and everyday I wake I wait to fill it I just wanted to have days where I didn't feel so fucked Crippled by something I can't control Maybe I'll find a time where I won't hate what I am Blinded by hatred, veins filled with poison This anxiety will be the death of me You can't save me