The Tragic Truth

I'm drowning in the bottom of a bottle
Running from a man I swore I'd never be
No one ever has to face tomorrow
But I'm the one who has to face me

It's the demons I've created for myself
The tragic truth
It's hard for me to understand myself
So it has to be hard as hell for you

For you
Are we born to be broken, sinners, and thieves
Someone tell the heavens that I'm ready to escape
This is not what I wanted not what I need
Take it all tear it all
Rip it all away

I can't say the Devil made me do it
I chose to be the one I am, the way I am today
I wish there was but there's no way around it
In the end I made the choice and will not die ashamed

I'ts the voices screaming in my head
The tragic truth
It's hard for me to understand myself
So it has to be hard as hell for you

You
Are we born to be broken, sinners, and thieves
Someone tell the heavens that I'm ready to escape
This is not what I wanted not what I need