I am designed to fail
Papier-mâché of yesterday
A lame analogy
Best way to describe myself
I'm down like the streetlights near my house
I'm my own private hell
I hope you understand
It's new for me to be true
I hope you understand
So rip my heart right out
It's so insane to watch it beating
Won't walk alone again
I hope it's not the past repeating