OK - 8 Graves, AViVA

The evil that I hold inside

Bed of nails on which I lie, I made it

There’s nowhere left for me to hide

Racing towards the other side

I hate it

All of my ranting and raving

I’m waxing and waning

And I don’t see an end in sight

Maybe I’m just masquerading

As way beyond saving

So I don’t even have to fight

So cold to live without a soul

But I do my best to make things right

I roll deeper down the hole

I’ve been holding on with all my might

But in spite of my trying, I feel like I’m dying

And I can’t hear a word you say

All of the drinking and lying, the games that I play

Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)

Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)

Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)

Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)

Nothing seems to make me feel okay

I think I’m running out of time

All I seem to leave behind’s destruction

I can’t undo what I have signed

It’s no way to take back time, I loved them

Nobody wanted to find me

A way back to guide me

Kept feeling like I wasn’t right

Maybe I’m encapsulating

Somebody else saving

You really need to just sit tight

So cold to live without a soul

But I do my best to make things right

Alone without a heart or home

No one else can see it’s fight or flight

Because they’re trying to hide me

I feel like I’m blinding

Or was I never in their sight?

No one’s rewinding the time here

I’m left alone trying

Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)

Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)

Nothing seems to make me feel okay