I feel like something has come to take me away I feel like something has done away with me I am your victim Feels like you're using me as prey Lights getting dim Feels like your causing me to pay
Patience, conscience, slowly slip in sin I can't handle Living freely in manufactured lies I can't handle My face has been molded by defeat I can't handle More lies breeding hatred in disguise
Maybe if I cared then you would sense my grief I'm so washed over that nothing penetrates Can't cut the strings Feels like I'm rotting at the core Stepped out of rhythm And now it's causing me to pay