Bored With Fire - In the Mix Lyrics

Are you truly Agnostic if you still believe in angels?
Two winged seraphic by my side
Gotta make it, gotta make it through the day
Conceal your secrets out of fear of all their labels
Suppress my inner Edward Hyde
Let him go, help is on the way

I'm sick of feeling sick; I try so hard but only seem to fail
Here in this mix, the best thing I can do is say goodbye
I am much different than I felt last September
Stop the train, I give up, and I surrender, carry on

Success I'll burn it down when things are going great
Obsessed with living in this fail
Gotta make it, gotta make it through the day
Suppress your happiness it only pays to desecrate
Favor the owl kills the quail
Let it go, help is on the way

I'll surely burn in hell for all the things I've done
Self-inflicted one way fall
Gotta make it, gotta make it through the day
The day of reckoning born in 81
Nice to know you - my last call
Let him go, help is on the way