(Holmes/Mackintosh)



Once solemn, the things Im leaving alone

Once solemn, the looks that turn one to stone

And Im learning the highs and the lows of the panic inside

And Im learning the highs and lows of the fake promises



Your powers electrify me

Your prowess repels apathy

Your image can turn your soul to stone



Cant find another way

Cant find the words to say...



Unchaining the things thats holding me down

And its frustrating, the pressures getting me down

And its trying to live with a bad decision every day

Its a fever thats eating away in search of a fast release



Your powers electrify me

Devour the one thats guilty

Your image can turn a soul to stone



Cant find another way

Cant find the words to say...



Your powers electrify me

Devour the one whos guilty

Your powess repels apathy

Your image can turn a soul to stone