[ Featuring B1 the Architect, Corben Edward ]
If god's forsaken me, I cannot save myself
When peace feels out of reach, I create my own hell
Grow from the pain you feel/ there really is nothing else
Moments fleeting past/ never have the time to dwell
Oh well... Oh well..
La da da
Oh Well.. Oh Well...
I TOLD YOU NOT TO LOOK AT ME WHEN I"M THIS BROKEN AND ALONE
I TOLD YOU NOT TO READ MY THOUGHTS LIKE THEY'RE MEASURED AND COMPOSED
Falling down, listen for the softest sound
You're f*cked now, as soon as you touch the ground
You come around and see what is all around
The compound of clowns, that'll watch you drown
Waking life, is prison, and I've paid the price
Existing/ without purpose the serrated knife
That splits in between you're psyche, where you're safe at night
Cold world bout to feel what the glaciers like
Oh well.. Oh well
LA DA DA
OH DA DA
Falling down, underneath the darkest clouds
Hard to come to terms that we just aren't profound
Carnival sounds/ surround as the monsters swarm
The constant loss, you often forget to mourn
Regret and death, acceptance less is more
But i've learned through my days then when it rains it pours
Insane decor, spray and brains paint the floor
Remain at war until the day you make your tour
Oh well.. Oh well
LA DA DA
OH DA DA
