The Sound

They're fading fast, all of the memories. Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me. I can't remember because it hurts too much to remember. I shut myself off. I shut it out. I disappeared. I couldn't get out of this self-destruction. Hating myself and anyone that came near me. I can't remember.
I don't want to face where I've been. Now I'm facing the cost 'cause I was dead to everything. Afraid of the image staring back at me. By the horror on your face I knew I'd hate what I'd fucking see. Blinded by the pain, I let the years slip through my hands. Just bury me in the sound. Sink or swim, I'll just fucking drown. And I can't remember.
I don't want to face where I've been. Now I'm facing the cost 'cause I was dead to everything. I should have known t hat one day I'd have to face myself. I'd have to wake up from this. Face the damage I caused and the things that I missed. Just turn it up. Let the sound bury my fears. Let it carry us on to places far from here.