I think my head is shutting down.
I've lost all feeling in my hands.
Can't hold onto where I've been.
It seems I'm finally getting numb.
All I need is a sedative.
I know that you said I've been using too much and it's wrong.
But it's a matter of opinion and I think you might be wrong.
And if you loved me as much as I love you, you'd know you were wrong. No more waking up hating all the choices that I'm making, I'm finally breaking away.