Here I sit in the corner, Singing myself to sleep Wrapped in all of the promises That I never seem to keep. I no longer cry to myself, There's no tears left to scratch away, Just diaries of blood-stained pages, Praying to burn away...
So, I will sing...
...till everything burns, While everyone screams, Burning their lies, Burning my dreams. All of this hate And all of this pain — I'll burn it all down, As my anger rains.
Walking through life unknown, Knowing that no one cares. But who could love what I won't let them touch? No, nobody's getting in here. There's no sense reaching out, Not in hope or with doubt For a cause or a remedy. I've done all I can, I just don't understand Why it's all got to come down to me,
But I will sing...
...till everything burns, While everyone screams, Burning their lies, Burning my dreams. All of this hate And all of this pain — I'll burn it all down, As my anger rains.