Senses Fail - Family Tradition - Life Is Not A Waiting Room

I tried to be the one that everbody loved
Where has that gotten me?
I tear myself to shreds to prove that I'm someone
That I could never be

Now these unsightly marks define me

So,help me please someone come quick
I think I am losing it
Forgive me I inherited this
From a stranger I'll never miss...
I'm sick

My father taught me firsthand how to be set free
Give up and run away
I wish I could drain out his half of blood in me
But I'd still have his face

I curse reflections everyday

So, help me please come quick
I think I am losing it
Forgive me, I inherited this
From a stranger I'll never miss...

Here is my own family tradition
Following footsteps into addiction
So is there a way that I can find peace
While still numbing my pain
Is this my fate?
Cause your only son still can't seem to find his way

So help me, please someone come quick
I think I am losing it
Forgive me, I inherited this
From a stranger I'll never miss.

So father where the hell are you now?
I think that you would be proud
Your son whos so unluckly
Fell right next to the tree

I hope your proud of me,
I hope you're proud.