Cynical

Can’t move when it’s critical

To a fault

And I let it crawl

Down to the grave

That you dig yourself

Cyclical

Surgically, analytical

Same sickness that you're bidding for

Death to ways

As you choke yourself

So much love to love

So keep running

To find nothing

Your shadow isn’t far behind

Your day’s coming

So do something

To save the soul you left behind

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Save yourself

Monster

God I’m alive

Monster

Give me your worst

Break

So keep running

To find nothing

Your shadow isn’t far behind

Your day’s coming

So do something

To save the soul you left behind

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh