CHORUS:
The pain...that builds up inside me
It burns...takes me away
I feel...so fucked up about this
Fake...fake...so fake
The pain...that builds up inside me
It burns...takes me away
I feel...so fucked up about this
Fake...fake...so fake

Sometimes
I dream about the past
Trying to figure out
Why my daydreams never last
The things you talk about
When I am out
Those simple things in life are driving me insane

CHORUS

In my present state
I'm trying to be heard
I wish that I could scream
But I can't mumble a word
Look ahead again
A game that I can't win
I'll take two steps back now so you can have your place

CHORUS

RANT

CHORUS