Disciples Of Apocalypse

It is not the violence that sets men apart,
it is the distance that he is prepared to go.

I find it hard for me to follow my dreams 'cause I get caught up in the drama 'till it's harder to breathe
I'm starin' right at my reflection and it's not even me
I got these voices in my head and I can't silence their screams
Just hauntin' my dreams, I wonder if it's only myself
But as I take a look around, I see nobody else
Can't talk about it to my friends 'cause my friends won't help
They'll act like they give a fuck but they don't know how it felt
So I just, keep actin' like it's all okay, this bottled pain has got me feelin' hollow again
Everyday I wake up and it's just makin' me stressed
I take a deep breath, it's not me, maybe it's them
I don't wanna crack a smile, so I'm crackin' a bottle
Look past for the sorrow, I know I won't be happy tomorrow
That's fine, all that really matter to me is right now
So if you're lookin' for me, I'm at home with the lights out
I'm still findin' ways for me to deal with the pain
It makes me wonder if they care if they don't see me again
Nobody wants to hear about so I keep it contained
It takes a lot of late nights for me to see through the rain