I'm about to have a nervous breakdown My head really hurts If I don't find a way out of here I'm gonna go berserk cause I'm crazy and I'm hurt Head on
What?s the point in knowing? What?s the use in going on if all you do is nothing? What is it you?re showing To all the people looking on leaving us with
Warm yourself by the fire, son And the morning will come soon I'll tell you stories of a better time In a place that we once knew Before we packed our
Down beyond these city streets through gutters filled with black debris In alleys void of any light where nameless things live out of sight Down through
Deep inside these burning buildings Voices die to be heard Years we spent teaching a lesson We ourselves had never learned And if strength is borne from
When faith alone is not enough To keep our hands barely above We look for reason and come up empty-handed And when our children fight our wars While
Hold on, slow down, again from the top now And tell me everything I know I've been gone for, what seems like forever But I'm here now waiting To convince
Tell me what I'm supposed to do With all these leftover feelings of you 'Cause I don't know And tell me how I'm supposed to feel When all these nightmares
In fields where nothing grew but weeds I found a flower at my feet Bending there in my direction I wrapped a hand around its stem And pulled until the
Wake me up inside, tell me there's a reason To take another step to get up off me knees and Follow this path of most resistant And wherever it takes us
Chairs thrown and tables toppled Hands armed with broken bottles Standing no chance to win but We're not running, we're not running There's a point I
Set me off like dynamite Strapped tight around my waist We are the ones in competition But claim this ain't no race Let's go Take a breath and explode
The music played with a common frequency The speakers gently seeped the sound Of ambient keyboards and light percussion Creating a seductive soundtrack
Somewhere between happy and total fucking wreck Feet sometimes on solid ground and sometimes at the edge To spend your waking moments, simply killing
It's all the same thing, now that it ever was Except now you've strayed too far Need you to stop digging your hole And follow the path we light Don't
This time, this time, making Christmas, making Christmas Making Christmas, making Christmas, making Christmas is so fine It's ours this time and won't
This night will fall like any other Daylight subsides and shadows crawl Out from under black corners Hiding something stirs All so restless Cracked windows
Awake at the bottom Of the barrels we cry out So ashamed of our tears That we blame only ourselves That's when they win, they keep us convinced To lift