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I feel fine, and I can smile... but I feel the anger coming.
It's underneath; I don't know why it's always overflowing.
It's a constant fight, deep inside, and I want to forget it!
I confess; I'm always afraid, always ashamed of what's inside me.
I confess; I'm always afraid, always ashamed of what's inside my head...!
I can breathe, and I can feel... but not the way I want to.
I'm on the edge; I don't know how I can escape this nightmare!
I confess; I'm always afraid, always ashamed of what's inside me.
I confess; I'm always afraid, always ashamed of what's inside my head...!
Wasting away is part of my instinct.
I'll put away everything I hate.
Take this away, help me escape; take this away, I confess... innocence!
Innocence! In-no-cence!
It's underneath; I don't know why it's always overflowing.
It's a constant fight, deep inside, and I want to forget it!
I confess; I'm always afraid, always ashamed of what's inside me.
I confess; I'm always afraid, always ashamed of what's inside my head...!
I can breathe, and I can feel... but not the way I want to.
I'm on the edge; I don't know how I can escape this nightmare!
I confess; I'm always afraid, always ashamed of what's inside me.
I confess; I'm always afraid, always ashamed of what's inside my head...!
Wasting away is part of my instinct.
I'll put away everything I hate.
Take this away, help me escape; take this away, I confess... innocence!
Innocence! In-no-cence!