Creeks in the Attic

I am the nails in your feet When you try to run away I am the drowning above water I am the outside within I am the mess you made and continue to feed Now that I have surrounded you There is no escaping me, hah Breaking down Inside my hell Has everything turned up on itself Let me go now and get me out Where can I run when it's from myself Misery has more faces Than you could have ever known Keep pushing yourself and you'll find Just how deep it really goes There no such thing as solace when You try to fight this alone 'Cause now that you're on your own This house is not a home And you're not leaving now Oh god what's going on with me Breaking down Inside my hell Has everything turned up on itself Let me go now and get me out Where can I run when it's from myself