Can't escape this hell, sometimes I wish I tried.

Still I sit her silent, wishing I could free myself.

Somebody help me through this nightmare,

this freakish existence in which I live.

Somebody liberated me from the horrors within.

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Help me to see, if this is the real me,

can't imagine that this untamed being is me.

So sick of all the lies, so sick of all the pain,

so please help me to see through the smoke.

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Can't escape from the thoughts which haunt me,

wish I could run away from the terrors that taunt me.

Want to scream out loud, but instead I just cry.

Falling down on my ragged knees, wipe the way the tears.

Why can't I control this creature that is myself?

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Help me to see, if this is the real me,

can't imagine that this lifeless puppet is me.

So sick of the heartless stories, so sick of the tears,

so please help me stumble through this blinding rage.

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Can't escape the memories which follow me everywhere I go.

Every ending tales fill my mind – sorrow and grief – they are I.

What's the purpose of this life, I just don't know anymore.

The world's gone crazy, upside down, and I'm a cause.

Somebody, anybody, I need a shoulder to cry on.

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Help me to see, if this is the real me,

when I was little, never thought this would be,

everything that I lived for, tears splashing on ruined papers.

So sick of everything, so sick of the world,

so please help me. I need help.