you took me to the place I use to know
then grabbed my hand so i’d let go
and stay to tend the open wounds
They left me there to die in my own eyes
They saw what’s left of their disguise
Not left behind but blown appart
I thought i understood you thought you knew
I wrote new words for the old you
Used ‘us’ appart so many times (that)
You nail yourself to walls of gray
They want to go they want to stay
To live inside our broke-snail-house
Shadows of this oister in the cold
I’ve thought you knew,i’ve leased or sold
And seen the future in your glass
The eyes betray the future past
So what to think about them now
CH:
But light comes at a price, for every minute of sun
The moon’s defetead rays, dig back into what’s done
So they may rise again, in houses of the mad
Or else forget that cold is what they never had
Assilum walls dig in my skin,
They stir the mad and blind within
So they just tie me up again.
Where shades of red and bright red fight
For dreams of them and for the right
To smear the face of sanity (and)
The loving dawn of lightning bliss
Wore on your head that deadly kiss
They shook my eyes to life again (again)
They laugh as I will scream,
They post a guard so I can’t dream,
And just for telling them the truth so
The rain is falling now in parity
Oh sweet revenge of one in three
This house, I think it could be mad
I’m seeing ghosts inside the house
I feel the bumps at night at last
I’m jumping free to not escape
Cuz I can’t die so can’t be late
The walls are closing in again
Ch
They took me to this place, the one before
They said it’s not, we even swore
That life before was just a lie
They say I’ve got the means to understand
The story starts before it ends
And houses made of gray foam bleed
As mad as you may think I truly am
They call you doctor and again
I’m in the place i was before
I took you to the place You use to know
then grabbed your hand so we’d let go
No open wounds were left to tend
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and much more. It was then that I decided what I want to do when I grow up.