Unalive (10 of Swords)

Why do I try

I can't help myself sometimes

I feel so unalive

Just a shell of who I was

What I've seen has torn me up

All I do is run and run

I can't escape who I've become

I feel it in my chest

I wish I could forget

A memory of who I was is all that I have left

And I can't breathe

(I try, try, but never get it right)

Lost a part of me

(I toss and turn, it happens every night)

Why do I try

I can't help myself sometimes

I feel so unalive

Why do I try

I can't help myself sometimes

I feel so unalive

Like a zombie decaying

My heart beat is fading

Paranoid I'm closed to death

My life is hanging by thread

Dead man walking

The reaper's been calling

I can feel this is the end

Guiding me up to the edge

And now I can't breathe

(I try, try but never get it right)

Lost a part of me

(I toss and turn, it happens every night)

Why do I try

I can't help myself sometimes

I feel so unalive

Why do I try

I can't help myself sometimes

I feel so unalive

Breaking down in such a tragedy

I'm paranoid that someone's out for me

Why do I try

I can't help myself sometimes

I feel so unalive

Why do I try

I can't help myself sometimes

I feel so unalive

Why do I try (why)

I can't help myself sometimes

I feel so unalive

(I try, try but never get it right)

I feel so unalive