The say that I have gone astray, They say no one will love me this way And that I shouldn’t hope someone will rescue me. I don’t know what to do…
They swear to know What’s best for me They say I should tear up my skin And let the anguish trickle through To bring me release. I don’t know what to do… I don’t know what to do...
Who let them in? Must have been asleep… Spies, saboteurs Mumbling madness in my ear. They’re gathering Plotting from within To discreate all I worked so hard to build.
Who let you in? Who’d believe your lies? Spies, saboteurs Adversaries in disguise Doubt and distress Darkening my eyes I want you gone... I want you gone!
Compromised emotions Depict a tale from long ago With profound devotion I’ll clear this mess And repair the damage done