look what you're buying into.

I think that they've told you a million times before.
you can handle it, but you're a fiend.
and when it's time to stop you still haven't had enough.
We aren't bothering you, are we? We don't really mean to I suppose.
But they're not on the run, they're not going overboard.
Only you are going overboard.
Pushing it to the egde. And the danger makes you happy, thrilled, beyond the point of return. And it's only enough when you're on the ground, when you're begging, when you're outta this world and heading to the other side. Into nothing but grey sky and 6 feet of soil above you.
;; This is increasing in ... this is so... you are creating..
problems. Difficulties. Bitterness.
but why should you care? it's not you, it's not me.
It's no one. You're no one.
Locked in this cage we hate to call home.But it's more than that. It's more than hate. It's how we wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, trying not to break it..trying not to break ourselves.
It's not that easy. It's never that easy.
And it only gets easy when your heart stops pumping.
When you brain stops thinking.
When your body stops feeling.
When your soul stops living.
That's when this all dissapears and I stop reminding myself..when I stop torturing myself. When these thoughts pouring through my mind can just stop and end, when they can just not be here and you can't be felt.
Because I feel you everyday.
Even if it's not mutual like it used to be.
Are you alright? You haven't been yourself for about several months.
Am I alright? Have I been myself today? Or even lately..

We're not going. We're not feeling. Something is on, and I need to go and turn it..off.
Maybe I just need to rethink everything and take a couple steps back.
A couple miles back.
I need to slow down and regain all that control I lost.
And I lost it when you took it all from me.

When you stole it all from me.