Standing on the edge of my own self-destruction
A war within my head
Tired of the battle
This enemy wants me dead
This enemy wants me dead
Tortured in defeat
Can never seem to win
When will this opposition, finally do me in
The past is a torch, supposed to light the way
Another day haunted
No color, only dark and grey
Will I ever win this conflict
History says no possibility
Standing on the edge of my own self-destruction
My enemy is me