I've lost my footing I'm hanging by the brink I'm stranded in a sea of hope With not a drop to drink So I stand alone when I think Because conformity can't be the solution Because some scars can never heal And now my dreams lay in silent ruins There's blood on the horizons And still not a word is spoken I've lost my footing I'm hanging from a very thin thread Now the shadow falls as the reaper calls And the dark comes rolling in overhead Something wicked comes this way And still not a fucking word is spoken Strike me down Release my handjust let me fall I'll never understand I'm not living up to their expectations I'm not living up to their dreams of success They say I'm not living up to a simple standard They say I'm not living up to the skill I posess I think I was born without a soul (pray for me) I think I was born without a voice (cry for me) I think I was born without a pulse (love for me) God, why was I born without the choice (die for me) Not a word, not a word is spoken Not a word is spoken- and that's why I'm broken Not a word, not a word spoken And still not a fucking word... I'll never understand I'll never understand you