| We never speak of what we really are
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| Project it outwards, our insides filled with scars
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| We gladly cow to everything we hate
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| To fit the mold presented as our fate
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| And my future is my enemy
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| Become the thing I know is killing me
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’ve always known
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’m not alone
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’ve always known
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| I’m not alone, this prison will not be my home
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| All stoic heroes with medals on our chests
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| Stiff upper lips but turncoats nonetheless (Turncoats nonetheless)
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| Every concession leads us closer to our death
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| I taste the toxins, haven’t cried them out yet
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| And my future is my enemy
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| Become the thing I know is killing me
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’ve always known
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’m not alone
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’ve always known
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| I’m not alone, this prison will not be my home
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| I have violence coursing through my veins (My veins)
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| I have war coursing through my veins (My veins)
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| I have abuse coursing through my veins (My veins)
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| I have deception coursing through my veins
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| I have violence coursing through my veins (My veins)
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| I have war coursing through my veins (My veins)
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| I have abuse coursing through my veins (My veins)
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| I have deception coursing through my veins
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’ve always known
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’m not alone
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| Go, I’m damaged and I’ve always known
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| I’m not alone, I’m not alone
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| I’m not alone, this prison will not be my home |