I don't want to be like this
I am missing something, it has rushed through my fingers like a waterfall does to hands
It is like someone took a knife to my soul and carved out a hole
Filled it with clamoring thoughts, intentions that aren't mine, the image of a boy
Who isn't really a boy hazy on the borders of my mind

I don't want to be like this

I want to be free but there is nowhere to run
The arbitrary despair like my sun
I cling to it though it burns me because there is no other way
There is no other way for me to live day to day

You're like this, my dear and I fear
that once you've crossed the line of illusion
there is no way to change,
the mark of the shade an indelible handprint on your forehead
a relapse just around the corner
strong enough to take your breath away

There is only one way to save me from myself
But I want to live more than I want to get away
So I will be like this

Here I'll stay.