Wretched Fatally wounded Save me from myself A tormented mind that nothing can appease A stain on our conscience A tormented mind now running on empty A stain on our conscience A stain on our conscience Help me find my way back to healing Take me to your artificial paradise Feed me the lies Im dying to hear I need this illusion to make it through Wretched Fatally wounded Save me from myself I need a shoulder to rest my head on Bring me serenity so I can close my eyes, close my eyes on this world Take me to your artificial paradise I need an illusion to hide my insanity Give me, give me the strength I need to carry on The strength to carry on Wretched Fatally wounded Save me from myself A tormented mind that nothing can appease A stain on our conscience A tormented mind now running on empty A stain on our conscience A stain on our conscience Save me Save me Save me Save me I can stare at the enemy in the mirrors reflection I can stare at the enemy in the mirrors reflection I can stare at the enemy in the mirrors reflection I can stare at the enemy in the mirrors reflection I can stare at the enemy in the mirrors reflection I can stare at the enemy in the mirrors reflection
conscience, stain, reflection, tormented, enemy