Existence

The existance, of this enemy, a cursed enemy, alone you sit in silence,
Patient, waiting, with the thoughts of a criminal criminal mind
What's coming over me? who's gotten inside you?

[chorus]
My life won't start until you stop,
And it feels like the first time. i was innocent of the truth

If i could make, today, forever,
Then i wouldn't fear the thought of living, without you
But you're a liarm filthy liar,
Your sick pathetic attempts to infiltrate, my mind
As we suffer, spiral down this misery misery, no
You've got the best of me, i've got the worst of you

[chorus]
My life won't start until you stop,
And it feels like the first time. i was innocent of the truth

You're not the remedy, this sickness described to me is not love... love.
Not love, no... anymore. so just be perfect, and be reborn,
And it feels like the first time, i have ever been free...
Free to respond
Free to believe
Free to to redeem myself from anger
Freedom to love
Freedom to hate
Free to express my soul's compassion
Freedom to live
Freedom to die
Free to commit to starting over
Free to fail
Free to trust
Freedom to know i'm not the victim
Freedom to stop