Brace yourself, just let me go I'm halfway there I have to know To find out who I really am Tragic figure or half the man. Questions carved in my heart Give it up before it starts Until it bleeds, it bleeds again The hardest game and no one wins. The little things so satisfying Denied again, continue trying To be someone I'm not Wicked ways, washed in blood
Brace yourself, just let me go I'm halfway there I have to know To find out who I really am Tragic figure or half the man. Questions carved in my heart Give it up before it starts Until it bleeds, it bleeds again The hardest game and no one wins. The little things so satisfying Denied again, continue trying To be someone I'm not Wicked ways, washed in blood
