I feel like something has

come to take me way

I feel like something has

done away with me

I am your victim

Feels like you're using me as prey

Lights getting dim

Feels like your're causing me to pay

Patience, conscience

Slowly slip in sin

I can't handle

Living freely in manufactured lives

I can't handle

My face has been molded by defeat

I can't handle

More lies breeding hatred in disguise



Maybe if I cared then you would sense my grief

I'm so washed over that nothing penetrates

Can't cut the strings

Feels like I'm rotting at the core

Stepped out of rhythem

And now it's causingme to pay



Patience, conscience

Slowly slip in sin

I can't handle

My face has been molded by defeat

I can't handle

more lies breeding hatred indisguise



Expiring in bitterness



Patience, conscience

Slowly slip in sin

I can't handle

Living freely in manufactured lives

I can't handle

My face has been molded by defeat

I can't handle

more lies breeding hatred indisguise