| Underneath the silly and the sweet
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| There’s a rage, it contains me
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| Shackled to the secrets that we keep
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| There’s a shame, I’ve been chained to
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| The knock on the door
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| That I couldn’t ignore anymore
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| Time to face it
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| Boiling to the surface time
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| To worthify the worthless enough
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| I can taste it
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| Aya, aya
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| Rush, rush through me
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| Rush through me
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| Aya, aya
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| Rush, rush through me
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| Rush through me
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| Let this be my last abyss
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| You know I’m done with getting this depressed
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| Oh, you don’t even know the half of it
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| Been such a slave to my childhood shit
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| Our grandfathers fought a war for this
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| And with our freedom we chose mindlessness
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| This failed experiment, I’m out, I quit
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| Walking away, walking away
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| Walk, walking away
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| Right beside the proper and the pure
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| There’s a fiend
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| How he temps me
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| Accepting of the shadows
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| Finally free
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| Re-invent me
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| I’m desperate, I’m begging the path that’s been segueing
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| The past and the future will actually change
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| And if I fall down on my knees for forgiveness
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| I swear I’ll do anything, anything brave
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| Aya, aya
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| Rush, rush through me
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| Rush through me
|
| Aya, aya
|
| Rush, rush through me
|
| Rush through me
|
| Let this be my last abyss
|
| You know I’m done with getting this depressed
|
| Oh, you don’t even know the half of it
|
| Been such a slave to my childhood shit
|
| Our grandfathers fought a war for this
|
| And with our freedom we chose mindlessness
|
| This failed experiment, I’m out, I quit
|
| Walking away, walking away
|
| Walk, walking away
|
| The knock on the door that I couldn’t ignore anymore
|
| Time to face it
|
| The knock on the door that I couldn’t ignore anymore
|
| Time to face it
|
| The knock on the door that I couldn’t ignore anymore
|
| Let this be my last abyss
|
| You know I’m done with getting this depressed
|
| Oh, you don’t even know the half of it
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| Been such a slave to my childhood shit |