Analysis of Under My Spell

If we reap what we sew, then I'll sew my eyes shut
Now it's getting hard to breath with my throat under your foot
Hollow tears are not the cure, I'm bleeding through and broken
Going under I'll drown myself in words already spoken
Life sounds like broken melodies on a single lost piano
I'll wash away the dreams I have and slip into the shadow
Bulletproof to happiness, my curse follows me forever
Endless days keep dragging on as long as I remember
Lying in my bed, all I am is freezing cold
I was asked to leave, so I'll move along,
but it's not as easy as I am told
I have tried to kill the pain, but all I find is more
Inner-demons beat me down to nothing, and I'm left helpless on the floor
Paralyzed and struck by this there is nothing I can do
But maybe one day you will remember me...because I remember you