Wreckage

All this wreckage, but it's dressed right. All this niceness, it's a half-life. Let me see it, on and out right. Wanna see it, with my own eyes. Eyes... Forget every- -thing goodbye. I'll be standing, in a new life. Who will I be? What will I do, in this new world? The world is new. All this wreckage, but it's dressed right. All this niceness, it's a half-life. Let me see it, on and out right. Wanna see it, with my own eyes. All this wreckage, but it's dressed right. All this niceness, it's a half-life.