Self-Made Man

Can't you try to see your way Past the wall in your brain It's keeping nothing out Only boxing you in between self-pity and shame You build your life around your sorrow As if depression's the only way Concern yourself so much with tomorrow You make a waste of today (Chorus) Digging your own grave Weakness makes you a slave Inability to cope has you on your knees Spiraling straight down Face-first onto the ground Fallen victim to your mind's own disease Your mouth bleeds your ignorance And it's too late to stop the flow Now you're stranded high and dry With nowhere to go What you can't find (Can't you see the grave you're digging is for yourself) Is buried in your mind (Yeah, try to see past the wall that's inside your head) Can't live with your pain (On borrowed time, you've wasted enough already) Imprisoned in disdain ('Cause this could be the end) Hatred I wish that you could see You're no worse off than me You think you've got all the answers That's not what your actions tell If "life is what you make it" I feel sorry for you Inside your self-made hell (Repeat chorus) Self-made man