I am paralyzed A heart that feels no pain Addicted to the game Breaking beneath the strain The anger, the pressure You're choking down your words again Feel the nerves set in Unspoken frustration They see right through you

Oh Oh, oh oh I can feel your pain Even If you're thousands miles away When loneliness was right in front your face Oh uh oh oh oh Oh oh, oh oh Even If your thousands miles away Oh oh yeah, Oh oh yeah

My arms are open (oh, oh) My arms are open I can't unfeel your pain I can't undo what's done I can't send back the rain But if I could I would My love, my arms are open So when you feel like you can't take another round of being broken I will be standing

I see the candle light burning in your Eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames On this pitch-black summer night Of passion and pain The razor caressed my flesh And my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire Years of pain are flowing down my arms. Sweet, red,

Won't you get the fuck out of my face, now! In the sea of life you're just a minnow Live your life insecure Feel the pain of your needles As they shit into my mind You stole my life Without a sigh You sucked me dry You came into my life

Hey I hope you're feeling You smashing young man Beggar's description Of what I've been missing Exploit your position Don't think I didn't listen A little better now Success is so tragic Pain is your gadget

Free smoke, free smoke aye! Ya dun know, eh? Is it the strength of your feelings Overthrowing your pain You'll see new heights you'll be reaching And is it today that you will find your new release And in your wake, ripple your sweet fate (And more chune

I just can't keep hanging on, to you and me With you and me You know we can get away Because I'm calling your name Every day I feel this pain But you just turn and walk away I just can't keep hanging on to you and me I just don't know what is wrong

I'm gonna change you like a remix Then I'll raise you like a phoenix Put on your war paint Hey young blood, doesn't it feel like our time is running out? Wearing our vintage misery No, I think it looked a little better on me The war is won, before it's

You'll always be the same It's your bad behavior Such a shame, such a shame I'm sickened for the mother Who endured your pain Well I feel so sorry for you 'cause you're sad, you're sad And I think you're very selfish And you play a vicious game