A Feast For Kings - Idée Fixe lyrics

Splintering into the very fibers Of who I once was I'm disappearing like a fog It isn't easy to recognize me I was born from the dirt To dirt is where I will return This is self medicated therapy This is who I never wanted to be Smoked out by the thief in me I stole my own, own future I I stole my own path to survival I I stole my own, own future I I sold every part of me To something empty Let me take a hit for the last time There's something 'bout it I can't deny I get that feeling in my bones It's just too hard to let go Let me take a sip for the last time There's something 'bout it I can't deny Withdrawals are creeping and I guess this means I lose again Countless times of hanging My head in shame I'm torn up by the lie 'Lets live it up' I've got nothing, got nothing To move on when the sun comes up Countless times of tying The noose again I'm torn up by the lie 'Lets live it up' I breathe nothing, mean nothing To anyone but I just can't stop I give up Break me A hundred times and A hundred more I want this but I need you more Hear me I may speak with A weak voice But your power shines through My weakness This is my final cry for help God guide me through This salted path You're the only who hasn't left You're the only one that I have left Please hear me Let me take a hit for the last time There's something 'bout it I can't deny I get that feeling in my bones It's just too hard to let go Let me take a sip for the last time There's something 'bout it I can't deny Withdrawals are creeping and I guess this means I lose again Don't take that hit when you Said you've quit Don't take that, don't take that