Headless (Rotersand's Downsized Rework) let myself down again unintended words took nothing from the past rewind and repeat backed into a corner clutching the blade soon it's all too late remove myself insane, I'm torn apart sane, I'm torn apart one by one they shun me my faults exposed know I can turn it round they distrust too much pain already administered by me again I blame the ghost I keep inside that's me in the mirror that's me on the floor why do I differ so I search myself now a cold wind blows in this dark room will I ever leave here close my eyes