i have this voice ringing in my head telling me it would be better in the end i tore myself to a pile of shreds looking for a part that wasn t broke yet this empty hole inside my chest is all that i have left the past i hold around my neck is choking me to death don t waste your time on me i am beyond repair i am sick but it feels fine to me and if you really care leave me alone in my own nightmare i live cast aside in the crushing wake of a wrecking ball of fate haunted by the times when i m wide awake in a nightmare i cannot shake this empty hole inside my chest is all that i have left the past i hold around my neck is choking me to death  don t waste your time on me i am beyond repair i am sick but it feels fine to me and if you really care leave me alone in my own nightmare don t waste your time on me i am beyond repair i am sick but it feels fine to me and if you really care leave me alone in my own nightmare i am beyond repair i am sick but it feels fine to me and if you really care leave me alone in my own nightmare1