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everytime i'm reminded that my life's not mine, start to fight day and night with myself on my mind, turn out teh lights cause i find when it's dark i'm covered but if i can see then i'm blind, and everyone says i'm rediculous. s**t, they don't know what it's like when you're a prisoner in your own damn mind. i'll tell you what i feel any time i'm biting your heads off, i get no rest cause i'm busy fighting demons in fear, digging for claws under my skin but they ain't real, got a heart that's stabbed with glass and stabbed with cold steel. i'm running round in circles while screaming bloody murder, i feel like my skin's blasted by a ******** flame, cut the burner off, i hate this game. i don't wanna say the things to you that i do, i don't mean to be an a*****e i'm just afraid to lose, cause i need to hold on to somebody true, who can take what i deal and help me heal the pain thati'm fealing each day, wipe my tears away and say to me that i'm free.

[stuck in storm of anger, face down
lighting strike my body and i, hit the ground
my head's spinning and i, can't hear a sound
ca't grab hold to anything, just stumbling around
and if you think if you think i'm acting like a b***h
i'm crazy, hit the switch, too lazy well too bad
you could never could handle it like i had to
i dare you to try to stand the things in my head
try not to cry and remember everything i said
and i'm sorry
i'm sorry]

take a look inside yourself and you'll see, the very same thing that's happening to me happens to you too, you don't have to believe it, walk and you leave it behind, pretend that the sun always shines, no need to feel sad cause i'm the bad guy you put all the blame on. point the finger at me and move on. doesn't even matter who takes the blame, as long as it's over it's all the same, nobody realy cares who wins the game, we're all losers in the end, it's all a big bluff. i've had enough of this bullshit, it's my turn to rule, i'm tired of always playing the part of the fool. i've been neglected, torn down, kicked out of my home, i had to learn how to make it, how to survive on my own. i think i deserve to let loose, tell mother ******** they're wrong, take off the mask of kindness i've been wearing all along, but i'm sorry for myself, for even thinking like that, tip my hat cause i know that it's i'm wrong.

[stuck in storm of anger, face down
lighting strike my body and i, hit the ground
my head's spinning and i, can't hear a sound
ca't grab hold to anything, just stumbling around
and if you think if you think i'm acting like a b***h
i'm crazy, hit the switch, too lazy well too bad
you could never could handle it like i had to
i dare you to try to stand the things in my head
try not to cry and remember everything i said
and i'm sorry
i'm sorry

stuck in a storm of rage, i fall to the floor
thunder pound in my brain and i can't take anymore
trying to grab hold onto whatever's around
i hear you crying to me but i can't hear i sound
i know that what said to you was untrue
i don't wanna be the kinda guy controling you
by force, and i hate myself for being that, and i love you of course, you know that
and i'm sorry
i'm sorry.]