There's a fine line between anger and hate
And have you forgotten the reason for your rage?
I remember vaguely, but it has never left my mind
WE HAVE BECOME THE THINGS WE HATED
There are too many things in this world that stone me, and leave me breathless
From the idiots on street corners still worried about respect
And those who find faith in ignorance
And those who leave their friends behind,
And the people who have made you feel like an outcast
If I ever had the chance, to rid the world of these anomalies
I would.. I would
But I ran away, from every chance I got
As the rain keeps pouring, streaming down my face
I will lie awake, wondering why we struggle by choice
SO HERE IT IS
A single tear, for every time that I couldn't sleep
For every time I've failed
SO HERE IT IS
Another tear, for every time that I couldn't sleep
For every time I've failed
And have you forgotten the reason for your rage?
I remember vaguely, but it has never left my mind
WE HAVE BECOME THE THINGS WE HATED
There are too many things in this world that stone me, and leave me breathless
From the idiots on street corners still worried about respect
And those who find faith in ignorance
And those who leave their friends behind,
And the people who have made you feel like an outcast
If I ever had the chance, to rid the world of these anomalies
I would.. I would
But I ran away, from every chance I got
As the rain keeps pouring, streaming down my face
I will lie awake, wondering why we struggle by choice
SO HERE IT IS
A single tear, for every time that I couldn't sleep
For every time I've failed
SO HERE IT IS
Another tear, for every time that I couldn't sleep
For every time I've failed