As the rage, it starts to fool you
All the darkness comes alive
You may win this war of roses now
But it's not you who survives
Now you come back home
But you're cut up in pieces, you feel so alone
As these whispers drone
They're grinding down to set in stone
Is it over now?
I'm trying hard honey, I'm trying to get out
But it's a false recount
For all the ways we don't know how
As the rage, it starts to fool you
All the darkness comes alive
You may win this war of roses now
But it's not you who survives
While the rage, it overtakes you
Is there something you'd confess?
So hell bent on revenge, I fear
It won't relieve your emptyness
When there's more to life than this
Yeah there's more to life than this
Oh there's more to life than this