Needle in my arm

Worms under my skin
Itching ,scratching,burning on the inside
The walls are closing in
I swear this is the last time 

We all have our flaws
None worse than mine
No one knows why,no one know the cause
All we know is that the light is hard to find

When you're alone
Crying in a corner
With a needle in your arm
A needle In your arm
The tears roll down my face 
I'm way too tired to be afraid
Of myself or what I've done
Is this what I've become?

I've made a new friend
We talk every day
He's a little purple spider 
He Cheshire smiles to keep me sane

My mind is far too gone
My hope has blown away
I feel there's nothing left of me to be saved
Minutes turn into hours, hours into days

When you're alone
crying in a corner 
With a needle in your arm
A needle in your arm 
The tears roll down my face
I'm too tired to be afraid 
Of myself or what I've done
Is this what I've become?

When the only feeling you have
Is the rush and the high 
There's no grip left to grab
All that's left is to die

Alone in the world
With a needle in your arm
A needle in your arm
No more tears to shed
I'm in a farther place
It's far away from here
And theres no shame
But still plenty to fear
And here nobody cries
Cause we're to busy burning