I can count the years, twenty spent fueling my hate countless more, to be spent bearing its weight I never asked to live my life this way I want to break free I never asked to live this life at all maybe someday I'll see a change start anew on a clean slate maybe someday I'll see a change start anew I don't know where my faith lies I don't know where my faith lies four brick walls, three stories high, bursting at the seams pressure increases, tensions boil I do all I can every day to prevent cutting my throat I'm burning from the inside out and I feel I am falling while my world is crumbling and I feel I am falling once long ago I had ambition now I pray a prayer to be confined, behind lock and key still everything is tumbling tumbling, tumbling, tumbling tumbling down maybe someday I'll see a change start anew on a clean slate but every day that I pray amounts to nothing but a loss of faith.