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We were young, numb, and violent, |
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All at once! |
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We were always smashing glass but |
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It was never enough, |
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To make us feel okay |
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Are we normal boys? |
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Is this the normal way? |
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We've been dragging dead weight across Midwest towns, |
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Killing our times with our frowns |
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Alone in the crowd |
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(Four years down!) |
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feeling torn and beaten down |
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Alone in the crowd |
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(Four years down!) |
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Our hearts were beating to this sound |
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Me and you; |
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We never got much sleep those nights |
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There was too much turmoil |
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Too deep inside! |
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Lost in the dark without our pride |
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There was a light at the end of that tunnel |
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(But we!) chose to shield our eyes |
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Could It be? |
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Are we seeing clearly for the (Very first time!)? |
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We've been to the edge and we know what it's like to wanna to die |
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And that's something we won't glorify |
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We'll leave those miserable times behind! |
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Behind! |
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How far can I go? |
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I'm rising from the depths of my own hell! |
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I don't need another tragic tale, |
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I need the strength to |
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(Walk the other way!) |
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I (I) I (I) |
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I found conviction in my ever changing mind! |
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I (I) I (I) |
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I grew up tied down and bleeding on the inside! |
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I (I) I (I) |
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I know I was a victim of my own devices! |
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I (I) I (I) |
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I want to live to see a brand new life! |
