Wait. I'm not that strong. I'm too diseased, And i'm left shambled on my knees. I don't think they thought this through, And now it's down to just one thing.
Lies! I'm torn away inside among the ruins of my dreams; My perfect little world is dead! There's nowhere left to hide, But in the dark it seems the view's much better here than it really is!
I am wretched [I AM] And complicated And I can't get through Anymore...
Stained. I thought i had it all. I'm often left alone with broken toys and blood spilled on the floor. I'm sick! And reduced to a crawl, But in this hell it seems the pain's much better here than it really is!
Dead. Now everything is gone. Believed in what was said. Then everything went wrong. I can't hold on! And the skin begins to fade as I awake in this holocaust of stains, So I have nothing but broken bones, Decaying in these chains!