I want you to know the thoughts My mind contains I want you to feel the rage Pulse through my veins I want you to see the anger In my eyes I want you
Love is supposed to set you free Well look at what it's done to me Don't want to talk I'm too depressed So just give your act a little rest She loves
The flashbulb blind The siren blare A palpable tension Like a vulture circling in air The shivering hours Unanswered fate Inquiring the liar The body
The truth is like a dancer with shattered limbs What once stood proud and graceful is languishing And the midday sun beats down from above like a giant
A thousand footsteps without direction Adrift like snowfall from winter skies Aimless parades of burning ambivalence Selling false hope in certainty's
I'm sorry I can't bleed for you The way you want me to To throw myself against the rocks The way I used to do I'm sorry that I can't prolong The
The voices whispering inside your head, Confine your thoughts deep inside cells of noise. Confusion carries you into the dark, Where everything it touches
Raw Unsheltered and Exposed When every door is closed There's nowhere left to find protection Now All that I have left Is this brutal , reckless
I saw cities swallowed by the ocean I saw children crying in the streets Hundreds stranded on the overpass Bodies rotting in the brutal heat Cries
A smear of grey across the sky, A warning in the distance, An indecipherable alarm. And there we stood, our mouths agape, The deer caught in the headlights
I am merely the product Of the life that I've lived An amalgam of sorrows And the wisdom they give But the weight has grown heavy And its dragging
Time is like a serpent That devours its own tail The coils grow ever-tighter With each moment it inhales A foreboding sense of deja vu That cannot
In dying light, the day is fading Defeated eyes regard the sun That sinks behind the broad horizon Until the two melt into one Beneath the gravity
We are born of stone And etched by wind Cast aside to live or die We are the pawns in our own game Like refugees Of silent wars We step on ever
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When I grow old And my memory Leads me deep into the fog where it abandons me Will you remind me Of who I used to be When I was younger? When
7 days I'll never leave this house again 7 days I'll never leave this room again 7 days I'll never leave this bed again
A riot of indecision A monument to shame A walking contradiction Unwilling to take blame CH You'll fall apart Before all this is through You'll let the