All, we had it all

We had it all in my own way

Fall, I hope the fall

Might somehow make up for my mistakes

Losing my sense of reason

And all my will to communicate

The Monsters come at night, they tear and bite but it's alright

Maybe the scars they leave will have meaning in some second life

Any other way to be has eluded me as far as I can see

I'll donate all my limbs and spend my days by the giving tree

Drowning, in all my feelings

It seems the pressure has crushed my brain

Psycho, they called us psycho

Because we couldn't talk the same

Too late, I know it's too late

I know it's too late to make my way

Now that it works over time, am I ever on your mind?

Help me feel warm inside and I'll pay you back in kind

I've tried to light the fire, not a spark would fly, my whole life

This might be suicide, for the moment I'll be fine

Don't fucking die on me

At least put up a fight

We'll break a hole into the fabric and become the light

And when they finally see it

We won't be coming back

It'll be slow but'l going on the right track.

From everyone that we know, to everywhere that I go

If I know me I'm a motherfucking psycho

See it in their crossfire

See it in my camera roll

If I know me I'm a motherfucking…

We stab we steel we lie, I do and it's my fight.

With my last breath I'll sigh

My righteousness was my cyanide

Oh have I left the church just to blind my eyes and idolize?

Maybe we're all there is, I'm praying for another side

I stab and steel and lie

Admitting it doesn't make it right

Our last collective sigh

Our righteousness is our cyanide

And have we left the church just to blind our eyes and idolize?

We may be all there is, we'll trace our veins to another side