Silent hell, looking inside to find a former shell Misery, pulling apart and raping all of me. Of me What If I'm the only one, the one who'll never heal? What if when it's said and done, I just don't wanna feel? Would I be free? So I wait, repeating all these habits that hate. I hate. What If I'm the only one, the one who'll never heal? What if when it's said and done, I just don't wanna feel? Would I be free? Im staring at the edge of it all, wondering if I will fall again. Paralyzed by my own advice, can't materialize an end. When will it end? What If I'm the only one, the one who'll never heal? What if when it's said and done, I just don't wanna feel? Would I be free? Would I be free?