I see them and I remember
All the times we were together
The needles dropping from the sky
Smoke fills the air to the stars
The chaos and the monsters
We all faught the same fight
But I won my battle
And they bow down now to its grace
I've found my peace
In a way so have they
So different and yet so much the same
All of them are who I blame
And myself I did it too
I knew what it was and purposely went through
Broke right in to the other side
Now my life I have to hide
Nobody gets it and I'm kinda glad
And if they knew they'd all be mad
Perfect people perfect times
perfect fucking nursery rhymes
It's all part of their agenda
Maybe that's the end
Maybe I should stop looking
I haven't lost myself again
