The kid I knew is dead and I killed him
I believed one day I'd wake in awe
But down this path with these years that pass,
All I know is this one-horse merry-go-round
All I know are these nightmare scenes, these vivid dreams
It's not enough just to wake up, it's not enough just to fake it
This mess been bloody relentless
"When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves"
"We'll be remembered more for what destroy than what we create"
In the mirror is a monster before me
Exposed wires and rusted metal sheets
Empty chamber, where my chest displays
Who am I to think I create?
Am I not the one to be blamed?
Who am I to speak?
What have I become?
Who have I become?
You think you're safe now, you think your home is in the distance
You've let your guard down, you think you're safe now
Is there such a thing as resurrection?
It seems all I can do as a kid is get up and dream
Wake up
Wake up