With a mind that's sick and crazy. Put together like a baby in a fist fight. Here comes an angel flying. Like a moth to a backyard bug-light. . One mind two hearts somehow got torn apart and healed.
Once I was something but I can't remember. Whatever that something should be. Once I was something but I can't remember. Whatever that something should.
They draw the line you cannot see. They build the cage that sets you free. They drop the word from up above. They crack the whip you've grown to love.