Living in a universe, a heart away,
A open mind caged in walls, just a heart away...

You have so many secrets and all you do is run;
All you do is stare down at the barrel of a gun...

The sky is finally alive with light,
But your weary mind has stopped the fight...

She burns me like the sun,
And I cannot sway...

Now you're finally alone,
Crushed mind with a heart of stone...

The story of a little cut,
For when this feeling's in your gut...

So few things shine so bright,
Still so few things bring such delight...

Oh what tangled webs he weaves,
When the spider's on your sleeve...

How do you run from all the hate,
All the hate that they create...

I see you still pray,
Stop talking to god...