We are the pain, we are the shame
We've gone insane, inside where no one's around
I am to blame for everything
I like this game that you all make me play
I'm done being there for others
They have their pain, and so do I
Don't need to feel it all over
I try to hold on, and you bring me down
We are estranged, we are deranged
I can't explain how you all break me apart
I am to blame for everything
I like this game that you all make me play
I'm done being there for others
They have their pain, and so do I
Don't need to feel it all over
I try to hold on, and you bring me down
I'm looking around, I drop to the ground
Why does this have to end this way?
Oh God, it's just everything
I'm done being there for others
They have their pain, and so do I
Don't need to feel it all over
I try to hold on, and you bring me down
WRITERS
Jonathan Howsman Davis, James Christian Shaffer, David Randall Silveria, Reginald Arvizu, Brian Welch