I\'ve made it here
for a minute I\'m happy
but why does it feel like something is at me
something is wrong, something\'s not right
mom told me ignorance is bliss, i know that it is
cause when he\'s gone it doesn\'t feel the same
the thoughts and images reappear in my brain
i cant stop dreaming, i cant stop thinking
of those nights i spent in my room shaking
and tearing out my hair
and remembering the feeling of not wanting to live
thats the worst thing someone can do to your head