They gave us a world
that we were meant to protect                                    
Born to grow in its imperfections                                
but forced into caged construction
We destroyed our sense of adventure
By putting a sale price on the final treasure
the young misguided will disguise *** as love
And then be abused in the name of heavens above
We're lost inside the confused minds of damaged souls

                                                          ­                                    We're
                       ­                                                                 ­ Falling
                                                         ­                                   Down
                                                                ­                          The         
                          ­                                                                 ­  Rabbit
                                                          ­                                  Hole

I'd abandon all my friendships
in my last dying breath
say sorry to my family
about the trouble I had left

Cry because I wont see
the first person that I loved
with every inch of my body
that would soon be stained with blood

Take my mothers hand
and ask her to forgive me
I was your greatest gift
but that gift is quickly fading

My demons
From the shadows
Are a limitless power
That overtowers
Sanity in its weakest form
That I used to welcome
Until I left them

So listen here
Sinister and Fear
You don't own me
You can't ruin me

I won't let you take me back
I won't let you increase the lack
Of love that I am able to give
This is my life, that I will still live

So ******* and your prescriptions
Plus your clinics that once held me
I can make it through
This month or two
Before insanity
Overtakes me

I cannot  ignore you
I know you are there
Waiting in the shadows
Preparing your dark lair
You can torture my thoughts
And try and scrape through my skin
But you won't take the will I have left
This time I will win

Through double panes
The world will rush by
And create double pain
For the lone heart inside

"What is it like?"
Death asked pain,
"Making people go insane,
Giving release from open veins,
Taking soul in return for fame?"

"What is it like?"
Pain asked death,
"Ending their last breath,
Even when they're giving their best,
Taking everything that's left?"

Death said to pain,
"Maybe we are one of the same?'
But pain replied,
"Though only one of us dies,
And the other is life."