How many times Have we been washed out to sea? Drowning and grasping for a breath of fresh air, It's hard to recognize the shores from water, I need help!
I need help, I don't feel real today, There's something going on upstairs. And it's not so easy When you're one and two with reality, And I'm trying to find a way back in.
This eats at me from the inside, This drives me to the point Of peeling my fucking skin off, My chest beats out of place, And I don't whether, Today will be the end or a new beginning? RAGE...
Before I open the gates, I will warn you To find some shelter, To find some solace. As we march in to hell! As we march in to hell...
I need help, I don't feel real today, There's something going on upstairs. And it's not so easy When you're one and two with reality, And I'm trying to find a way back in.
And I'm one two with reality, And I'm freaking out. Someone please grab me, I'm reaching out. Before I open the flood gates I will warn you! Find some solace!