The Discipline Of Self Loathing Songtext
von Turmoil

Feel my pain now

Save me from myself
Save me from giving in
Give me the distance I need
Give me some distance so I can breath
Wrapped in a cloth of deceit

I made this bed in which I lie
But I won′t accept this plastic lie
Fueled by my failure

Feel my pain now


Sell me salvation
Tell me what I lack
Make me a product well packaged
Make me a victim of compromise
Behind a shield of denial

I made this bed in which I lie
But I won't accept this plastic lie
Fueled by my failure

(Can I amend?) Can I amend this average existence?
(Growing weary) growing weary of staring at these walls
Caught between, caught between myself and my desire for change
Fueled, fueled, fueled
Fueled by my failure
Failure

Can I break this cycle?
Will I stand the test of time?
I question the trial of life
Will I survive this plastic lie?