I’m going to start a fight, it’s clinging to my eyes   I’d hoped to rely on something else   I’m sure it isn’t right   I know someone should anchor me   But if you had heard the things I did   How anyone like that could live      I’m sorry you had to see this side of me      A mistake has fallen on my knuckles   Desperately, my wish is to main you   And no one should ever have to feel that way      Taking over the better half of the conscience   No control, no better way to resolve it   Can’t see with the blood seeping   Red and rushed, frozen speech   Stinging scales of skin scraping   Scales and skin scraping   Can’t think with the heart speeding   I’m ashamed this had to be      And no one can take your place   The last thing you see will be this side of me