What I Am کے بول

I see faces in the sky Of sad forgotten souls. Low-down, decaying joy, No hope to keep me whole. No breeze to comfort me, No love to save my mood. Sunlight present to me, Unbranded solitude. How many times can I ignore The devil standing at my door. How many times can I forgive I want to die but still I live. Too many thoughts demanding, What's a man to do. Too many pains of old Call out the pains of new. I squeeze my head so hard To force the demons out. Dark angels laugh at me And all that I'm about. How many times can I ignore The devil standing at my door. How many times can I forgive I want to die but still I live. I can't go on. I hate myself. I can't let go Of what I am. A poison mind corrupts The fabric of my soul. I rip apart the script But still I play the role. How many times can I ignore The devil standing at my door. How many times can I forgive I want to die but still I live. How many times can I ignore The devil standing at my door. How many times can I forgive I want to die but still I live. I can't go on. I hate myself. I can't let go Of what I am. I can't go on. I hate myself. I can't let go Of what I am