I'm slipping away and never looking back.
This is a broken heart attack .
I'm giving up.
You gave up on me.
You can't come back and tell me how my life should be.
I tried to fix but only made it worse.
I worshipped in a toxic church.
So freely given, they gave to me advice and opinions on what it means.
I did all the things i said i would never do.
I did it all to get back at you.
But i see the only one who is hurt is me,
and now it all comes down to this:
From the first day that i was born (for you)
to the day that my life was torn (by you)
Is locked away somewhere inside of me,
And this is something i'll always carry.
From the top to the bottom, the inside out,
The final solution without any doubt.
I want to live again.
But in mind i see that what you did i'll always carry with me.
I guess it's something i'll always carry with me.