Break on through to the other side

Finding new ways to explore life in my head,
but maybe I should just go for walk in stead.

These thoughts have been running on my mind for days,
leaving me in an hour of a drunken haze.

but I guess heaven knows i'm miserable now,
Jesus, you are not forgiven. Why? I'll tell you how.

Too many rules, restricting and temptating me into rebelling,
I can't help it if my voice gets louder and louder, untill i'm yelling,
like you tied to the cross, but maybe I'm exaggerating.

"If you do this, you'll be in for years you know",
I'll suit the place, all I do is cower, that I'm a pro.

So please, hand it over, I've had enough,
Let me read into the other world,
Shakespeare, the lady doth protest too much, she doth?

I do, now pass it to me, it's finally my turn,
Breaking through to the other side, through flames and fire, so what If I burn.