Pain Of Oizys

When you cross the point of no return
Everything around me seems to burn
I can see myself for who I am, I am casting off pretence
And to this day nothing makes sense
I am more lonely in a crowd
And never dared to ask out loud
I can’t stand the noise inside my head

Overshadowed by a sense of the dread
Feeling of constant pressure on my chest
Growing tired of the inner unrest
Can’t shake this feeling
This feeling of guilt

This feeling of the constant pressure on my chest
And all I wish for is an end
A way out of this dirty mess
An escape from wishing I was dead

Overshadowed by a sense of the dread
Feeling of constant pressure on my chest
Growing tired of the inner unrest
Can’t shake this feeling
This feeling of guilt

Bow to no one off your knees
I find peace in the roughest seas
Self destruction, soul disease
Live or die I won’t decease

And all I wish for is an end
A way out of the dirty mess

Bow to no one off your knees
I find peace in the roughest seas
Self destruction, soul disease
Live or die I won’t decease

And all I wish for is an end
A way out of the dirty mess