Lyrics to Drag Me From Hell
If you drag me from hell
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can drag me from hell
I won't be safe from myself
Yeah, I'm scared of me
I've been feeling like a funeral director with the feelings that I'm burying
The more I make - the more I'm spending on this therapy
And I still make the same fuckin' mistakes, it's embarrassing
And maybe this is all just a phase, maybe this is life
Maybe I'm afraid if you see the real me, then you won't like it
'Cause any substance I've been using to escape the very thing
That's also makin' me fall apart but I still invite it
I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try
It's like I keep fighting against the current every time
I disconnect from myself
When did that boy inside his room become a ghost in a shell?
If you drag me from hell
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can (you can) drag me from hell
I won't be safe from myself
Drag me out, but I don't think I'm escaping this
Loneliness has got me thinkin' some crazy shit
Acting proud, that poison is probably killin' slow
I am the enemy, origin story started in a broken home
Everyone leave me alone
Pressure got me on the edge, I'm 'bout to lose it again
(All the meds) got me in a fuckin' haze
And hurtin' anyone around me tryin' to feel better
But can't break-- break-- break from this negative force
That I been holding since spending birthdays in the psychiatric clinics
And tryin' to blame myself for everything I couldn't course correct
Been torn to shreds and thought I'd fix it if I could get more success
But know that I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try
It's like I'm pretending I'm someone else but it's a lie
And I don't know what'll help
When did that but inside his room become a ghost in the shell?
If you drag me from hell
Would I still be safe from myself? (from myself?)
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can (you can, you can) drag me from hell
I won't be safe from myself (myself, myself)
(If you drag me from hell)
(Would-- would-- would-- would--)
(Would-- would-- would-- would I still be safe from myself?)
(Would-- would-- would-- would-- would-- would-- would-- would--)
If you drag me from hell
Would I still be safe from myself? (from myself?)
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can drag me from hell
I won't be safe from myself (myself, 'self, 'self)
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can drag me from hell
I won't be safe from myself
Yeah, I'm scared of me
I've been feeling like a funeral director with the feelings that I'm burying
The more I make - the more I'm spending on this therapy
And I still make the same fuckin' mistakes, it's embarrassing
And maybe this is all just a phase, maybe this is life
Maybe I'm afraid if you see the real me, then you won't like it
'Cause any substance I've been using to escape the very thing
That's also makin' me fall apart but I still invite it
I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try
It's like I keep fighting against the current every time
I disconnect from myself
When did that boy inside his room become a ghost in a shell?
If you drag me from hell
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can (you can) drag me from hell
I won't be safe from myself
Drag me out, but I don't think I'm escaping this
Loneliness has got me thinkin' some crazy shit
Acting proud, that poison is probably killin' slow
I am the enemy, origin story started in a broken home
Everyone leave me alone
Pressure got me on the edge, I'm 'bout to lose it again
(All the meds) got me in a fuckin' haze
And hurtin' anyone around me tryin' to feel better
But can't break-- break-- break from this negative force
That I been holding since spending birthdays in the psychiatric clinics
And tryin' to blame myself for everything I couldn't course correct
Been torn to shreds and thought I'd fix it if I could get more success
But know that I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try
It's like I'm pretending I'm someone else but it's a lie
And I don't know what'll help
When did that but inside his room become a ghost in the shell?
If you drag me from hell
Would I still be safe from myself? (from myself?)
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can (you can, you can) drag me from hell
I won't be safe from myself (myself, myself)
(If you drag me from hell)
(Would-- would-- would-- would--)
(Would-- would-- would-- would I still be safe from myself?)
(Would-- would-- would-- would-- would-- would-- would-- would--)
If you drag me from hell
Would I still be safe from myself? (from myself?)
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can drag me from hell
I won't be safe from myself (myself, 'self, 'self)
