I scraped my knees when I was praying
And found a demon in my safest haven, seems like
It's getting harder to believe in anything ...
You just get lost in all my selfish thoughts
I wanna know what it'd be like
To find perfection in my pride
To see nothing in the light?
Turn it off ...
In all my spite
I'll turn it off.
And the worst part is
Before it gets any better
We're heading for a cliff
And in the free fall I will realize
I'm better of when I hit the bottom.