| With trembling fingers I’m attempting to figure out
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| Exactly how to slow my heart beat down
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| Because at this rate I’m in terrible danger of
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| Destroying this entire place
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| I am infected, I’ve caught the rage
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| You try to escape it but I am contagious
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| I have destroyed everything in my way
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| The people I love will never be safe
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| I can barely see
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| I can’t even breathe
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| My body is not what it used to be
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| These bones will break so easily
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| Inside my chest beats the sound of a war drum
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| If I were you, I’d be inclined to run
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| Because my tongue is ammunition
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| Why won’t you listen, oh why won’t you listen?
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| Pick up the phone, just hold your own
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| You know you can’t afford to lose control
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| I better make sure I get the last blow
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| I better make sure I get the last blow
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| I can barely see
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| I can’t even breathe
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| My body is not what it used to be
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| These bones will break so easily
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| I can barely see
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| I can’t even breathe
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| My lungs are collapsing and I know what’s happening
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| This darkness is taking over me
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| When I was a child I was told to keep my hands to myself
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| To not hurt anybody else
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| As I grew older these hands stayed by my sides
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| I never needed my hands to win a fight
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| When I become undone, I’m a darker version of myself
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| I can’t trust anybody else
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| And you know, I’ve tried, to keep my fears inside
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| And even though, I re-compose I don’t know if I’ll get through the night
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| Make it through the night, make it through the night
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| I better make sure, that I get the last blow
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| When I become undone, I can’t trust anybody else |