Stuck in bed
What's your excuse
You blame the illness as your noose
You think your sick
What if instead
Its who you are
That's made your bed
All your excuses reign your life
Cause Honesty would kill your pride
You live in this fantasy world
to keep yourself from being burned
Break free
Get out
Tell yourself
What your about
These lies you told for personal gain
Is the main source of all your pain
Karmas a bitch
Haven't you heard
Your wicked soul
Is why you hurt
You keep inside the wrongs you do
And secretly its hurting you
If you'd admit your evil ways
You could regain yourself someday
So Stop with all your pretend games
Expose yourself
Cause your to blame
Break free
Get out
Tell yourself
What your about
These lies you told for personal gain
Is the main source of all your pain
Its never to late to turn around
Admit the truth before its found
Your sinking in your misery
And self pittys not what you need
Break free
Get out
Tell yourself
What your about
These lies you told for personal gain
Is the main source of all your pain
Artist: The Grief
Artist: Charlie Parker
Artist: Rainbow