I am damned to pound that wall till eternity
craving for a feeling
I cut my flesh to taste my blood
to see I'm still alive.
let me suffer, let me bleed
let me feel that pain.
but being numb is more than that
let me hit you, yell, scream at you, swear and call you names
in hope for a reaction.
pay me back a thousand times.
hit me, yell, let me bleed and let me suffer,
I'm craving for that feeling,
any feeling, that would do.
maybe the good ones are just too hard to handle,
would rip me apart at once, too painful.
let me bleed, let me suffer,
so I see there is still blood in my veins, my heart's still beating.
If you do it, I can be sure it's no illusion.
I'm still pounding the walls,
one in my head and my heart,
the other is the one you build around you.
Don't let me suffer alone,
lone cries in the night won't bait a pack to run with..
And maybe, let me feel all those things you promised,
you never made them true.
Once I feel these tears, I know I'm not made of stone.
