| I feel like lately I’ve been locked in a cell
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| I find the pretty things and put them through hell
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| I might be crazy but I can’t really tell
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| I find the pretty things and then I put them through hell
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| Don’t know just what we’ll find
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| So hold me down and look inside
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| Today we’re out of time
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| So brace yourself
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| I’ll cross the line
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| So go
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| I keep pretending I have control
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| I wear a mask so you’ll never know
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| I’m bottled up ready to explode
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| So go
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| Fucked up but it’s what I need
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| Finding serenity with the rage inside of me
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| Shot out
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| God I pray for peace
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| But the serenity comes with rage, it sets me free
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| It’s kinda sick, and I put 'em through hell!
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| Can’t stop, I’ve burnt the brakes
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| The price I’ll pay if death awaits
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| Shut off, the lights resign
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| The silence now, too hard to find
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| Fucked up but it’s what I need
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| Finding serenity with the rage inside of me
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| Shot out
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| God I pray for peace
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| But the serenity comes with rage, it sets me free
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| Broken
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| Much like the lock on my cage
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| I keep a vault in my head
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| It’s where I keep my insanity
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| Broken
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| I know I did this myself
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| Cause I find the prettiest things
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| And then I put them through hell
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| Fucked up but it’s what I need
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| Oh god will I find my peace?
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| I need serenity
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| Is this my serenity? |