well there is still a war that's waging
somewhere in my flesh and
I'll cut off my hands and eyes if they keep
stumbling me as I walk alone
the sun is circling somewhere below
I hear bombs and suiciding teens
their blood is crying
deep below the surface I can feel us dying
and it seems like no one cares or knows
the world is spiraling out of control
the more that i learn then the less that I do understand
in the end of the day I am only a miserable man
now the wind begins to sting my face and start to scream
I covered up my ears but they began to bleed
and I will leave here in a while you'll see
there's more to this strange life then our disease
and meanwhile you'll sit in your room
a bubble world of books and apathetic visions
they distort and twist all of the purity inside your soul
I hope there's something greater then ourselves
the weight on my shoulders
it crushes and pulls while my mind's tried to grapple
but it's so confused and you don't have the answers
though you still pretend that you do
and we're both so unhealthy
it's partly our fault, cos I'll do what I don't want despite all I know
and though I can't stand it
I'm only a miserable man
the more things change
the more they seem to stay the same
and sometimes I feel like I'm going insane
take me away
take me away
take me away