A censored and silenced story Repression or restraint It is a delicate balance Between bleeding out what will make me drown And closing in what I cannot afford to spill Either way, I must cauterize, cauterize the open wound
[Chorus] I'm caught between the feeling Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell (2x)
And if these are the only options This will be always be hell Never ending Though I still may be breathing There is no quality of life So I choose to risk it all for you For you to be by my side
[Chorus] I'm caught between the feeling Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell (2x)
A crowd is easy to deceive But now I am a patient on the table I'll give you the knife Cut away as you see fit Just promise me the patience To wait for me to heal
[Chorus] I'm caught between the feeling Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell (3x)