Numb, cannot feel
You don't know what's real
And they're fucking with your head
Already dead
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
Now you think you're getting sick
Cause you can't get rid of it
They say the window to the mind
Shows the creature that is locked down inside
Shows the creature locked inside
Locked inside
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
Moon wax and wanes
And all the trouble starts again
How can this be
Is the monster really me?
Really me?
Really me?
Really me?
Really me?
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
