| We were young, numb, and violent
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| All at once!
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| We were always smashing glass but
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| It was never enough
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| To make us feel okay
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| Are we normal boys?
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| Is this the normal way?
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| We’ve been dragging dead weight across Midwest towns
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| Killing our times with our frowns
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| Alone in the crowd
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| (Four years down!)
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| Feeling torn and beaten down
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| Alone in the crowd
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| (Four years down!)
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| Our hearts were beating to this sound
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| Me and you;
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| We never got much sleep those nights
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| There was too much turmoil
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| Too deep inside!
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| Lost in the dark without our pride
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| There was a light at the end of that tunnel
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| (But we!) chose to shield our eyes
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| Could It be?
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| Are we seeing clearly for the (Very first time!)?
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| We’ve been to the edge and we know what it’s like to wanna to die
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| And that’s something we won’t glorify
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| We’ll leave those miserable times behind!
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| Behind!
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| How far can I go?
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| I’m rising from the depths of my own hell!
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| I don’t need another tragic tale
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| I need the strength to
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| (Walk the other way!)
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| I (I) I (I)
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| I found conviction in my ever changing mind!
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| I (I) I (I)
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| I grew up tied down and bleeding on the inside!
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| I (I) I (I)
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| I know I was a victim of my own devices!
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| I (I) I (I)
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| I want to live to see a brand new life! |