| Looking back for answers to my secrets
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| Hoping to be blinded by the truth
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| I am damned walking through the present
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| I am damned and alone because god forgot me too
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| Too often I become detached from myself
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| Forced smiles on the surface of a hollow shell
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| When every new day comes
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| A piece of me revealed
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| I hide behind your expectations
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| But nothing stays concealed
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| Mistakes I’ve made always follow me
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| But looking back doesn’t have to sting
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| I know the reason it hurts at all
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| Is cause' I let my past define me
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| I aim to fight my way out
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| Picking at a wound I won’t let heal
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| Praying that comfort will find me
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| I aim to fight my way out
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| Scratchin' at the sore so I can feel
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| Praying that comfort will come pouring out
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| Too often I become detached from myself
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| Forced smiles on the surface of a hollow shell
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| What good am I, if I cannot admit
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| That who I was is not who I am?
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| Who I was is not who I am
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| Who I was is not who I am
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| I aim to fight my way out
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| Picking at a wound I won’t let heal
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| Praying that comfort will find me
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| I aim to fight my way out
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| Searchin' for a sign that I’m still here
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| Praying that comfort will come pouring out |