One Question

All will be done
By and by
Reaching out for answers
Terrified
To ask one question
What do you see when you think of me?
One day it's fine
And the other is not
I think I'm losing my mind

The sun shines light on my sorrow
And at night my empty bed reminds me
It's not getting better
Regretting everything that I have ever said
Is this real?
Or are you fading away?
It brings me back to that one question
What do you see when you picture me?
Someone that's fucked in the head?
Someone you wish that was dead?

Why did I do this to myself?
Why did you have to go and fuck this up?
I've done this to myself
I'm the one in the wrong
I'm the fool

Get fucked

I'll know the answer when you show your face
All will be revealed
By and by
And every glance in the mirror
Shows a reflection of how damned
I really am