| Cut me wide open, drain me of all there is to give
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| Store me away to the barrel to writhe with the sewage
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| Living with lies, falsehood, and deceptions
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| I am all of this, but I’ve realized
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| That my bones were created from this
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| Forced down my throat, my ears, my eyes
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| It’s too much, it’s far too much
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| Fooled into thinking I was the only one
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| In my darkest time, I lust for clarity
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| Split between sights unseen and thoughts in between
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| I’m letting go, I’m starting over
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| Breathe it in like the sweetest poison
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| Like the sweetest poison
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| I’m letting go, I’m starting over
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| To clear my name and walk my own path
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| I’m on my own, and now I’m closer
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| To finding a way to bring me back
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| These colors that I see shining the brightest
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| Were all stained by the hands of the shameless
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| In one final purge, dispose of your affliction
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| To mend what’s left and achieve what you envision
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| Regrowth, regeneration
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| Developed in negative tension
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| In the midst of all my hopes held in suspension
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| As my former husk crumbles to dust
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| I ready my mind and I reassemble
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| I trust that bliss won’t arrive without resistance
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| But I know we are all capable of greatness
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| In my darkest time, I lust for clarity
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| Split between sights unseen and thoughts in between
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| I’m letting go, I’m starting over
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| Breathe it in like the sweetest poison
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| Regrowth, regeneration
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| Developed in negative tension
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| In the midst of all my hopes held in suspension
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| I’m letting go, I’m starting over
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| To clear my name and walk my own path
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| I’m on my own, and now I’m closer
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| To finding a way to bring me back |