Directing the course of my life
The haze of disillusion
The misery of fear
The sense it's all so senseless
The sum of my whole life
Am I the product of another's wickedness?
Am I the sum of all my crimes?
Am I a statistic in god's plan?
Am I the child with a secret?
Here in that white room
Strapped to the bed
My efforts to end this life
Was all for nothing in the end
In a remorseful state of guilt
My love came back to me
Only to find his words
Were sharp enough to kill
There I was naked and standing revealed
As I'm looking for my father's outreaching hand
I felt all the love and I saw all the light
But it wasn't my time and he cast me from sight
Why was I made to suffer?
What point could any of that serve?
Where was the love and kindness
When I needed it the most?
They say you've got to have some blind faith
It's all a part of the master plan
But take that fucked up idealism
And shove it up your ass
Am I the product of another's wickedness?
Am I the sum of all my crimes?
Am I a statistic of god's plan?
Am I the child with a secret?
It all leads here
To this point in my life
I'm under observation
By the doctor's eye
A path is still before me
A fork before my eyes
But which one should I choose
Between the darkness and the light
1 | Only Love |
2 | Oceans Of Insolence |
3 | Soul Deceiver |
4 | Dirty Room (Part 2) |
5 | Running Away |
6 | Miracle |
7 | What Little Girls Are For |
8 | In My Shell |
9 | Ask The Angels |
10 | Dirty Room (Part 1) |