• What is this?
    this isn't me
    Whats wrong with my mind
    All I'm doing is wasting time
    there's no cure
    heart turned impure
    No way to reinstate it
    No way to evade it
    Only one way and one way only
    extract it from my clutching fist
    leave it open
    clouded mind
    embraced by the holy light
    sewing up the flaws in suit
    yours were known and exposed
    showing up to the bare bone
    from all the actions come with a reaction
    You only said mendacious words to me
    expected me to be
    true and honest to you
    Now I'm revived and curable

    I am everything
    I can be anything
    I am everything
    I can do anything
    I am everything