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I toss and turn, and I can't sleep
I'm restless and unable to sleep
I don't understand my life
I'm confused about the purpose or direction of my life
I don't understand my suffering
I'm struggling to comprehend or make sense of my pain
I try to fight; I try to resist
I attempt to resist or fight against something
But all the hate, and all the pain
The accumulated hatred, pain, and deception are overwhelming
And all the lies; I can't take this
The constant lies and emotional distress are unbearable
And I can't fight what I can't see
I can't confront or combat something that's not visible or clear
I can't fight for my life
I feel unable to fight for my own survival
I can't fight for my enemy
I can't bring myself to fight even for those against me
The lies you tell chip away at my insides
Your falsehoods eat away at my inner being
Leave me with nothing but hate that I can't hide
I'm left only with intense, unhideable hatred
Kill it
An imperative command to end something
Hate
The intense feeling of animosity and anger
I try to take what you give me
I attempt to accept what you offer me
I let you pick apart my brain
I allow you to dissect my thoughts
I let you pick apart my misery
I let you dismantle my suffering
I'm feeling tired, and I feel sick
I'm worn out and physically unwell
But all the stress, and all the hate, and all the pain
The stress, hate, and pain aren't worth enduring
It's not worth it
The suffering isn't worth the struggle
And I can't fight what I can't see
Unable to confront what's hidden or obscure
I can't fight what I can't see
I can't battle against what's not apparent
I can't fight for my life
I can't defend my existence
I can't fight for my enemy
I can't fight for those opposing me
The lies you tell chip away at my insides
Your falsehoods continue to erode my inner self
Leave me with nothing but hate that I can't hide
I'm left consumed by an unhidden, intense hatred
Kill it
A repeated imperative command to put an end to something
Hate
The intense feeling of animosity and anger (repeated)
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