Carry your hearts. Carry your minds. Bring us to the finish line. Free your soul (before we displace). Bring us to the finish line. . This is all too much before.
I lost 6 of my years. Fighting fire with fear. And its tearing me apart inside. I can point? all the blame. Try to relive the shame. But I think its time I took back my life.
Am I decided or out of luck?. . How many chances do I get before my head explodes?. What's going on?. . What's going on?. When I look into the mirror there's another god.
Remember the time you said son it'll be alright. Remember the time you said son it will be just fine. Well I'm waiting for the day that my mind says it's had enough.
I'm in love with the end of my rope. Ripping apart what I'll never sow. I'm alive somewhere deep in my soul. But it's a light that refuses to glow. . Stay in the boat, stay in the boat.
It's dark. It's cold. My mind is not my home. . It makes me sick to know I have voices in my head. I lost my mind before I knew what it meant to be sane.
When did it get so hard to listen?. When did my ears go numb?. . Maybe if thinking followed speaking, I'd understand my native tongue.. . PICK YOUR POISON!.
Sitting alone in my basement again. Staring at the screen thinking what comes next. I've been at this for days but the nights are worse. The key's in my head but my mind is cursed.
If there's a problem then go and fix it. It's such a simple phrase but I can't grasp it. I lay awake at night. With the fear of dying if I close my eyes.
I've always been a fan of the night life, cause it's the only life I had.. Expressing my mind with paper and a pen playing my guitar till my fingers bled on the carpet.
Go ahead and keep it. Go ahead and keep it. Go ahead and keep your American dream. . Go ahead and keep it. Go ahead and keep it. Go ahead and keep your American dream.
Woah. Life just sucks when all you know is the bottom. It's not your choice there's no escaping it. Get up and run as far as you can. . Head to higher ground while there's a chance to live.
Pick up the pieces. Fix my diseases. . I'm tied down to my bed. Wanna get out but I can't commit. Dead spirit dead spirit. Lethargic lethargic. . Wake me.
I found my vice. I found my vice. It lives in a bottle and wants me to die. . I found my vice. I found my vice. It lives in a bottle and wants me to die.
Who knew you'd be hated for being who you are. And be a big target for all the insecure. . All alone in a wall-less prison. Didn't forget and you're not forgiven.
I keep pushing, for more pulling. Finally grab the rope just to let go. I'm still searching, for more feeling. Look inside myself to find a black hole.
Finally feeling change. New life, new book with a fresh page. I know I shouldn't feel down. But every night these thoughts keep staying around. . And my heart it breaks.
Go be the voice of God. Go live the life putting death to shame. Go be the voice of God. Go live the life putting death to shame. . I wasn't force fed what I think.
Pick it up! Pick it up, yeah! Oh!. . This is not the way life is supposed to be lived. You're a joke! You're a sick, sick joke!. The way you claim to love it just makes me sick.
Losing patience. You're so complacent running around in circles. And I think I'm going numb. You're isolation, my head is aching. Ringing in my ears is all I'm hearing when you talk.