I am a human, I have emotion, I act like a fool; It depends on my mood... I scream and I cry, I argue and I fight, I mess up every little thing that's good in my life...
I'm sick of my heart ruling me; it doesn't do it very well. If I mute the pain, will I be able to escape this hell? I will lock it up inside, and I will let my heart grow cold. My mind will have it's time because my heart has let my weakness show.
I am not human I feel no emotion I feel no pain I feel nothing I'm unable to cry No matter what I try Oh how I want to feel something and know that I'm alive
I'm sick of my mind ruling me it doesn't do it very well Now that I've gotten here I hope I'm able to escape this hell My mind knows of the love that's there but my heart is a deadly cold I have become mechanical a statue nothing more than gold
I am half human, I feel some emotion My mind fights to win, To lock up my heart again I'm not sure what to think Should I float, should I sink My heart is fighting for its life, but my mind can't blink