i'm not sure what i'm looking for anymore
i just know that i'm harder to console
i dont see who i'm trying to be instead of me
but the key is a question of control
can you say what you're trying to play anyway
i just pay while you're breaking all the rules
all the signs that i find have been underlined
devils thrive on the drive that is fueled
all this running around, well it's getting me down
just give me a pain that i m used to
i don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
you just need to achieve something that rings true
there's a hole in your soul like an animal
with no conscience, repentance, oh no
close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
devils feed on the seeds of the soul
i can't conceal what i feel, what i know is real
no mistaking the faking, i care
with a prayer in the air i will leave it there
on a note full of hope not despair.
