Start it up again and make the blood boil That's under my skin, I'm starting to see red, the less you think with your head..
There's a thin wire holding me back It's really about to snap. It'll lash back, crack, and lack in it's sympathy. It's going to fuel the fire you have started. There's nothing but apathy, for those who create storms and fires.
Those who do nothing but lie, They falsify tales, and defend them as if it's truth. What has them mad? What makes them think they deserve kindness and respect, when they have done nothing to...