| I’m standing alone, in a room in a crowd
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| Is there anyone home am I speaking out loud?
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| Is this all just a dream why do I feel so removed
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| From myself, in your eyes, as I’m screaming at you
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| Sound off the radio, the radio
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| Your thoughts shine through the stereo
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| Give it up I see right through you
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| All along you thought that you could
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| Burn away from yesterday
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| Oh, can you feel the sweat?
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| As it drips down the edge of your consciousness
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| Regret is silenced with trembling fingertips
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| Rushing blood, and a flood of adrenaline
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| Something in the back of my head
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| Tells me it’s not real
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| Are we bound to the concrete sense of taste, touch, and feel?
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| My head is pounding I can’t even think
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| Is there something more, is this all you want from me?
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| Sound off the radio, the radio
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| Your thoughts shine through the stereo
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| Give it up I see right through you
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| All along you thought that you could
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| Burn away from yesterday
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| There’s nothing left to say
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| Just admit that you were just another fucking fake
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| Give it up, you know I see right through you
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| Well, I gave you my everything
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| You knew that I expected nothing
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| Taking advantage of me everyday
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| No turning back now it’s too fucking late
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| I hope you know you’re a waste
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| I’ll never look back
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| Most things I’ve faced in life
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| Made me stronger
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| But you only filled me with hate
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| Sound off the radio, the radio
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| Your thoughts shine through the stereo
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| Give it up I see right through you
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| All along you thought that you could
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| Burn away from yesterday |