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.