Watershed کے بول

Stomach's turning, I don't need it Numb and cold, I'm losing feeling And I can't tell which way is up and what's down And I've got no more hope, what's done is done Why do I feel like I don't need anyone's help? Why can't I be anything or anyone else? (Anybody else) Yellowing teeth, is it worth breathing it out? And I might be one step away from ruining my life You came in, new skin, a silicone mask Laid in fake beds, plastically wrapped Chemically rinsed, seeping in fast Weakening plaster, everything cracks (everything cracks) Why do I feel like I don't need anyone's help? Why can't I be anything or anyone else? (Anybody else) Yellowing teeth, is it worth breathing it out? And I might be one step away from ruining my life