I`ve been thinking up a storm but it doesn`t mean my thoughts are clearing
burning rage will keep me warm but you`re too gone to hear it
burning but I hesitate to burn this final bridge
yearning for a better way than to say `to hell with this`
I`m twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain
everyday there`s something new it just goes on and on
I try to take a different view still I`m doing something wrong
burning but I hesitate to burn this final bridge
yearning for a better way to say `to hell with this`
I`m twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain
bills spilling out onto the floor welcome to life my friend
working but there`s so many more will this shit never end?
too much responsibility I just can`t take much more
and when you act so cold it just points me to that door
I`m twisted again
I`m twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain