Mr. Downstairs

Overturned
Pushed inside a holocaust of fallen grace and my great loss Turned into a wrathful face, accompany your castaways Come and thank me for the light I shed on you Come and take me out with your false gratitude FIRST THINGS FIRST, I'D LIKE TO THINK THAT SOMEDAY I'LL WAKE UP, OPEN UP MY EYES BREAK DOWN WALLS, OUTSIDE LIE VORACIOUS PATHS I'VE BECOME THE MAN YOU DESPISE Feel this needle sink inside, part of me already died WE'RE LOST IN TIME We would not be overturned if I had known...known you then Peace comes when not drenched in war, oh now I'm sore...sore from you Meaningless, I turn to dust, wary of lust...must die here Never be the same again-yes, I have been...been TRIED BREAK UP; OPEN UP MY EYES Shock of self leaves us in space, Indiscriminately placed WE'RE LOST THIS TIME WE'VE LOST THIS TIME Can't escape the darkest light I shed on you Won't fulfill the cleansing tract of gratitude From Letras Mania