How could it come to this?
How could i let this happen?
Oh, This will be the end of me.
Keeping my eyes closed for what's outside of myself
(Oh, This will be the end of me)
And only caring about my own self-centered sad little world.
Cause things i don't see, I don't have to feel and things i don't feel i don't have to care about.
But this is a lie, I'm carrying a sickness i brought on myself.
And only caring about my own self-centered sad little world.
Oh, This will be the end of me.
Oh, Take this my sickness! Take what i have inside of me
Oh, Take this my weakness! Take what i have become,
It's all yours to change!