I love hate, it's in my veins
Such an awkward state to be in when you're on a stage
Touch me, the door's open
In my mind, it's a fine line
I'm no longer young
I looked at him in the eye
I pulled the trigger and watched him die
I couldn't take it
They said I was weak
I couldn't speak
(Inside there is no I or me, just energy floating in time)