Enemy of Myself

I was there, you took me in
My own mistakes, they made you win
I, I am the enemy... of myself
I, I am living... in hell



When I closed the door, I was gasping for breath
living for the moment though I know nothing's left
of me, I have broken myself like ripping out a page from the book on the top shelf
is there anyone that can make me whole, pull my dead body up outta this hole
a grave, a casket of lies. hiding from myself you can't see the disguise
though the skies are on fire no surprise from my lies I set alight
all the pain that from myself I conspired. No escape from the place that was frozen in time
it's all mine draw the line in the sand with your hand
take a stand make a plan be a man get it right
because the end of the world is coming tonight
if you don't want to stay then don't go towards the light
but this internal struggle is gonna red up the white