I've been playing with my life for much too long; when everything unravels will i just lose control?
I've always relied on my darkest side but now it's gone and I look back righting all the wrongs
Nothing justifies when I blame it on someone else, there's no point in caring when it's all too late
Just as long as I'm with you, reason for all my sins I'll just keep on sleeping tight. Whiskey and anxiety
Somebody, nobody. Just a release until the next day
She'd been playing with her life for way too long and everything unravelled but she just kept control
Nothing but spite sat on her mind and now she's gone with a smile on her face, with a bag of regrets
And there is no new life, just lies and illusions, it flashed before her eyes
Just like a mentally-ill exhibit that it'll never get better
Somebody, nobody. Why be a victim till the day...?