Tired Of This

I'll never speak again
And I'll never see the end
And I hate they way I am
I've watched while my demons danced

There's no one to hold my hand
And no one to warm my bed
There's no on to cure my head
And I'll drown inside my dread

Please
Get a hold of me
I'm not what you think
I'm lost out at sea

Stuck for weeks
Inside of my dreams
But maybe they're nightmares
I don't know what to think

So carry on with me
And maybe I'll see
That I can be more
Than what I believe

I'll walk like the thief
Silent and discreet
So nobody notices
The things that I bleed