Masochist - Craig Xen

«Doubt me in hell.»

said the masochist

From his cold heart crumbling like an avalanche

Reaching out for assistance

But the distance 'tween him and any help’s a hell of a mission

That’s a result of them burnt bridges

Now he’s sitting there alone hoping they miss him

But they ain’t know that he knows

Cause he phoned them a long time ago, and they ain’t call back

Now he a lone wolf again

With no home and no friends, barely making ends meet

Tried to put his pride to the side

But it’s too late cause they don’t even want to fuckin' vibe with him

See I’m a prisoner imprisoned in a cell that I build for myself

And I’m a dead man lying in a grave that I dug

So I lay quietly for now

And as I muster up the courage

To endure another day spent hurtfully alone

I’m learning how I went from having everything I ever wanted

To a lifetime of sorrow

See it’s an ongoing cycle of self-destruction 'till I self-implode

I’m so selfish and helpless trapped in myself with no self control

Said, «as I muster up the courage to endure another day spent hurtfully alone.»

I do my best to break out of this coffin I built that entraps my soul

Still hurt from

I do my best to break out of this coffin