Lyrics:

it’s four a.m. again father, forgive me this sin uncomfortable in this life, yeah i can’t put down this knife, yeah i’m carving words in my arms, baby hey, scars are part of my charm, maybe i need the touch of a hand this isn’t what i had planned chorus i need relief from this life i wanna slip away into the night don’t wanna see the sun again but can’t get swallowed up by this tragic whirlwind i wish the ocean was warm i feel like drowning i’m losing my faith in me i can’t remember the last time i felt free from voices inside my head when i taste liberation, they just feed me fear instead you say i’m out of control at least i still have a soul no, i don’t need your advice some compassion would be nice chorus [optional bridge (i can’t decide if i’m cutting this from the song or not):] i can’t take any more of your pills they hold my head up but still it feels so wrong i can’t believe the price that i’ve paid for this chemically-induced, perceivably ideal, take-it-with-a-glass-of-water day chorus