Lyrics is that good enough for you? - Notebook.

I don′t care anymore

I don't want to keep sleep-walking to your death-trap
You drain my spirit ′til I'm starving for a setback
I feel like a lost dog with a rope as a collar on its neck
I won't holler that it gets snapped
But I am not a pet to control
Nobody′s an exception. Your hobbies are suppressive
And I cannot accept who is so
Invested in grading and testing my role
It′s degrading; the pins and the needles
I trip on syringes positioned to prick me (It's evil)
Slip into fetal-position and wish that
At least one that sticks in′s a lethal injection
This is deceitful, abusive
Why must I be flawless to people? These humans
Swallow my dreams; force me to modify me
To make sure I qualify
If it's not the right league that I′ve got inside
Then I promise I'll leave. Hollow′s my Eve
I'm empty as well. Don't follow my lead
I readily fell. Bravado dying
Maybe I′m too fragile-boned for this
Because they all say I′ve got a nice thing
I'll sow up these lips and be quiet
Since nothing I say is a fix for the silence

Is that good enough for you?
Is that good enough for you?
Have I done too much, or far too less?
I′m at a loss again. I just cannot win

Is that good enough for you?
I think you love cutting through
Just to see what I will do
Next time, there won't be a next time. Something new

Opiate binges to cope; being senseless
I don′t really know another way
Clothe me in singes. my hand's on the stove
And I don′t need resistance. I'm over what they say
Woe and affliction's the focus of my days
I just want to go with my friends. they′re shadows in the distance
Gone, and I′m hopeless that it gets
Better 'cause it never shows when they′re cold and so stiff in
The pine-wood box
Are you resting in peace?
Is it a blessing to be out of stress
And the grief that's infective and bleeds?
I am not sensitive. I′m a collective of messes
Need medical treatment
But, I'll sow up these lips and be quiet
Since nothing I say is a fix for the silence

Is that good enough for you?
Is that good enough for you?
Have I done too much, or far too less?
I′m at a loss again. I just cannot win