Breaking the Silence
I don’t want you to see me breaking
the silence in the dark
you might be dazzled, even blind
The echoes of my demons
are sounding inside
the anxiety of a madman
Something is not right, I must figure it out
It's been in my head for years inside
my hands are tied, I'm biting a rag
I don't know what I wanna shout
Many bottles around my bed
you keep me standing
when everybody gives me a shove
Encoding the reflections
of a stunned mind
encapsulating the time
Something is not right, I must figure it out
It’s been in my head for years inside
my hands are tied, I'm biting a rag
I don't know what I wanna shout!
(INSTRUMENTAL GRUNGE)
Recording my own therapy
here I am distilling hatred
the bittersweet taste of this song
The way of the executions
and the sense of things
are based on a small word called love
Something is not right, I must figure it out
It's been in my head for years inside
my hands are tied, I'm biting a rag
I don't know but I wanna shout out loud
loud
loud
