Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying Are we demented or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
Part V: Tales of Another Broken Home
To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy To run, to run away To find what you believe
And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist
So I run I run away
The light of masochist And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies And I walked this line A million and one fucking times But not this time
I don't feel any shame I won't apologize When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain When you've been victimized Tales from another broken HOME