Wisdom Pain Testo

Anxiety inside of me, I'm starting to bust.
Friends turn foes so easily, I need someone to fucking trust.
Can't you see I need room to breathe and space is a must?
Everything I know to be crumbles to dust.

(I... can't... stop!) I can't stop this, it's beyond me.
(I... have... tried!) I have tried, are you not listening?

Reality and what's "real to me" is what I cannot separate.
Choosing one over the other is the reason why I'm late. A window of opportunity smashed to bits, worthless to me.
Constant inconsistancy - My only consistancy.

(I... can't... stop!) I can't stop this, it's beyond me.
(I... have... tried!) I have tried, are you not listening?
Are you not listening?

OH!

So much wisdom in pain, so many lessons in hurt.
You learn from a loss, so I'll take on your worse.
Nothing can hit harder than my own regret
So I live with what I've done and know that I can't forget.
Live with what I've done and know that I can't forget.
live with what I've done and know that I can't forget.