What's Wrong

Two years gone
 Came back as some bones and so cynical
 This skin don't feel like home
 It's all overgrown but you'll never know
 Take the mirror from the wall so I can't see myself at all
 Don't wanna see another damn inch of my skull
 Forget the poems of saints and ghosts
 I'm the one I fear the most
 Little did I know that I was only crying wolf
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 I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone
 Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical
 Quit being so over-skeptical
 Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
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 I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
 Push and pull
 Oh it's all getting old
 No I didn't want this throne
 Only fools make feasts of gold
 They rot the fruit on tables
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 When did I get so pitiful
 Just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold
 You got my back against the wall
 And now I can't ever get comfortable
 No I never sold my soul
 If I ever do throw my bones to the wolves
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold mine
 I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone
 Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical
 Quit being so over-skeptical
 Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
 I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
 I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my soul
 No I never sold my
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 I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone
 Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical
 Quit being so over-skeptical
 Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
 I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
 I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable