Yes, it's true there are scars on my arms,
But I'm not some kind of freak.
They're memories of when I've fallen apart,
They're times when I was weak.

Feeling in the darkness,
Till I'm clinging to a ledge,
One I hope to use,
To pull me from the edge.

Patriotism - Where racism begins.

You’re the devil in my mind
The sorrow in my soul
You’ve hurt me more than anyone
I have ever known before

I held a man today
As he wept for the loss of time
I swear I heard a heart shatter
The heart that I heard was mine

One tiny pill
Can lift you up
Feel the beat spread through your body
Dance, hook up, be happy
Tingling, energy, awake.
No hangover tomorrow.
Ecstasy.

I can't stop popping these pills
I think about it day and night
I'm missing my disco thrills
And I fear I'm losing the fight

I've tried to be everything you want me to be
You may as well just keep picking and take every part of me

Another cut,
Deeper this time?
I fear the blade,
But I love its shine.

I don't need your lies and cheap disguise. This is goodbye. Forever.