YOU TURN COLORS LIKE A LEAF BENEATH AN AUTUMN SUN
YOU CHANGE SKINS LIKE A SERPENT WITH A DEVILED TONGUE
YOU WEAVE CHAOS LIKE A BASKET THROUGH THE WALLS OF YOUR LUNGS
AND PLEAD INNOCENCE WITH IGNORANCE TO WHAT YOU HAVE DONE...
YOUR ONLY FRIENDS ARE THE ONES IN YOUR HEAD
UNLESS YOU COUNT THE MONSTERS LIVING UNDER YOUR BED
OR THE CREATURES YOU LET SLITHER THROUGH THE BLOOD IN YOUR VEINS
A PRETTY BUTTERFLY BURNING IN FLAMES...

YOUR PROBLEMS GROW GROW GROW LIKE LEAVES ON TREES
AND NOW YOU'VE GOT ENOUGH TO FILL A WHOLE FOREST
I TRIED TO RIP THEM OUT AND PLANT FLOWERS
BUT NEEDLESS TO SAY I'M NOT MUCH OF A FLORIST
JUST LIKE THE THIRD LITTLE PIGGY
YOU'VE BUILT YOU'RE HOUSE WITH BRICKS
SO I HUFF AND PUFF AND TRY TO BLOW IT DOWN
BECAUSE YOU'LL NEVER LET ME IN

WHEN THE ONLY TIME YOU CRAWL OUT OF YOUR CAVE
IS TO SHAKE HANDS WITH THE SHOVEL SLOWLY DIGGING YOUR GRAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
AND EVERY TIME I LOOK INTO YOUR FACE
I'M REMINDED OF THE BEAUTY THAT YOU LOST IN THE FLAMES
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE

YOU SLEEP QUIET LIKE APOCALYPSE AWAITING ITS DOOM
YOU SPREAD THE BLOOD OF ALL THE VIRTUOUS TO COVER YOUR WOUNDS
YOU WALK THE PATH OF THOSE WHO'VE FALLEN JUST OPEN YOUR TOMB
YOU SPEAK WITH INNOCENCE AND IGNORANCE TO WHAT YOU CONSUME
YOUR ENEMIES ARE THE ONES ARE THE ONES IN YOUR HAND
THAT HAVE THE MESS YOU HAVE BECOME UNDER THEIR FUCKING COMMAND
WITH ALL THE POISON YOU GOT PUMPING THROUGH THE HALLS OF YOUR BRAIN
OUR TOWERS DROPPING FROM THE CRASH OF YOUR PLANE

AND AS IT ALL FALLS DOWN, IT ALL FALLS DOWN

YOUR PROBLEMS PILE PILE PILE LIKE LEAVES FROM DEAD TREES
AND NOW YOU'VE GOT ENOUGH TO FILL A WHOLE FOREST
I'VE TRIED TO TAKE YOU FAR AWAY FROM THE PAIN
BUT NEEDLESS TO SAY I'M NOT MUCH OF A TOURIST
JUST LIKE A THIRD WORLD WAR
YOU KEEP ALL YOUR SECRETS BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SHOULD DO ANYMORE
BECAUSE I CANNOT PLAY THE GAME IF YOU REFUSE TO KEEP SCORE

WHEN THE ONLY TIME YOU CRAWL OUT OF YOUR CAVE
IS TO SHAKE HANDS WITH THE SHOVEL SLOWLY DIGGING YOUR GRAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
AND EVERY FUCKING TIME I LOOK AT YOUR FACE
I'M REMINDED OF THE BEAUTY THAT YOU LOST IN THE FLAMES
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE

YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE, YEAH...

YOU SAY “I FEEL NOTHING AND EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE...
MY BLOOD IS BOILING, MY SKIN IS COLD...
I CAN'T FEEL MY HEART BEATING, I CAN FEEL MY HEAD EXPLODING...”
AND THAT SMILE ON YOUR FACE IS GETTING OUT OF CONTROL
THIS IS NOT WISE, NOT WISE AT ALL
HOW MUCH FURTHER CAN ONE MAN FALL?
LIKE A LINE OF DOMINOES FALLING ONE BY ONE
WE TOPPLE OVER EACH OTHER UNTIL THE DAMAGE IS DONE

YOUR PROBLEMS SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD LIKE A DISEASE
AND THEY'VE INFECTED EVERY PART OF MY BRAIN
RED ALERT, RED ALERT THE BOMB IS COMING
AND I'LL WATCH AS YOU COMBUST INTO A CLUMP OF REMAINS
SCATTERED AMONGST THESE WALLS THAT YOU'VE BUILT AROUND YOURSELF
SO WHEN YOU SCREAM NOBODY HEARS A SOUND BECAUSE
YOU'RE TOO AFRAID THAT THE WORLD WILL SEE
ALL THE HIDEOUS THINGS YOU NEED TO NOW BREATHE

WHEN THE ONLY TIME YOU CRAWL OUT OF YOUR CAVE
IS TO SHAKE HANDS WITH THE SHOVEL SLOWLY DIGGING YOUR GRAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
AND EVERY TIME I LOOK INTO YOUR FACE
I'M REMINDED OF THE BEAUTY THAT YOU LOST IN THE FLAMES
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE
YOU CLAIM CONTROL BUT I SEE YOU'RE A SLAVE