| Inside of me. |
| I can’t play anymore I’m falling off the edge, I’m fighting every
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| urge I’ve ever had to strike
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| It down and leave it dead. |
| I make music, pain made me wanna take to it,
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| fate drew it right in front your
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| Muthuhfuckin face use it, right? |
| But there’s a different way you view my life
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| so meet me in the middle and
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| Throw rocks from the room you hide in. I get inside it, how sicks it’s mind
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| that it’s got me reaching out to
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| Something like it thought that I was trying to find it. |
| Lost and it’s harder
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| than expected, spotlights burn
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| The side of me that shouldn’t be affected. |
| And I try to be simple,
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| don’t put me on a pedastle. |
| I’m twice
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| As fucked as everyone and scared like all the rest of you. |
| Please,
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| all I want is peace when the sunsets, and to
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| Breathe and taste what hasn’t come yet. |
| Listen to my words…
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| Once upon a time, a long time ago before I lost my mind; |
| I was fine, I was good,
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| I was faithful, but now I’m crazy
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| And I’m lost and I hate you. |
| Because you took it all away from me.
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| Once upon a time, a long time ago before I lost my mind; |
| I was fine, I was good,
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| I was faithful, but now I’m crazy
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| And I’m lost and I hate you. |
| Because you took it all away from me.
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| I chose my own path and left home without a roadmap, dressed for sunshine,
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| I should have known better to pack.
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| For those days that would turn rainy, cold, and black. |
| See I heard the stories
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| but I didn’t know the facts,
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| I assumed all was perfect from the photographs until the light hit the surface
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| to expose the cracks.
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| What’s worse than not knowing if your still on track? |
| Paranoid and having
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| thoughts about turning back.
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| I’ve seen dreams transform into the worst disease, and almost let the doubt
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| kill my will to succeed. |
| But
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| I’ve traveled too far to turn around and leave, get angry pound my fist into
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| the ground and bleed. |
| I’ll
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| Never break my creed to sit at a table with thieves, tricks up their sleeves
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| saying how my music should be.
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| I keep on with the profits and build it with Grieves; |
| knowing one day I’ll
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| prove what I’ve always believed.
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| Eventually I know that day will be ceased, I know that day will be ceased.
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| Once upon a time, a long time ago before I lost my mind; |
| I was fine, I was good,
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| I was faithful, but now I’m crazy
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| And I’m lost and I hate you. |
| Because you took it all away from me.
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| Once upon a time, a long time ago before I lost my mind; |
| I was fine, I was good,
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| I was faithful, but now I’m crazy
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| And I’m lost and I hate you. |
| Because you took it all away from me. |