Self Inflicted

I slice the throat Of everything I adore Everything I adore I cry for war Then throw myself on the sword Throw myself on the sword No need for scorn Nor plague or storm I've seen the source Of my pain, my woe Yeah, I do it to myself I do it to myself Yeah, I do it to myself In the shadows I hide Where the devils reside In the shadows I hide Where the devils reside I salt the soil And wonder why nothing grows And wonder why nothing grows My heart is spoiled I'm rotten right to the core I'm rotten right to the core No need for scorn (it's all your fault) Nor plague or storm (you cannot stop) I've seen the source (self-sabotage) Of my pain, my woe Yeah, I do it to myself Yeah, I do it to myself In the shadows I hide Where the devils reside In the shadows I hide (where the devils reside) I do it to myself Life has no meaning anymore I tie the noose from which I sway Snuff out the light that lights the way I break the bones that brace my weight Why do I choose this path of pain? For petty pride and sympathy? I've gotta kill this side of me To myself To myself To myself To myself To myself (in the shadows I hide) To myself (where the devils reside) To myself (in the shadows I hide) To myself (where the devils reside)