Cigarettes And Cyanide

These walls that lie before me are all I have left of my past The scars bring back the memories I wish I didn't have Enclose me in your boiling rain in which I can't escape Cut myself with my lies and all of my mistakes This place feels like Eden to the world outside No love, no pain or sorrow, just a place where I can hide I regret ignoring all of your advice Now I wish I listened because it could've saved my life But if I could turn back time and do it all again I'd do everything the same, I love the mess I'm in