Locked away in a My has got the best of me Time a way each day Of leaving less of me I find fight must be won Inside my So uptight and Often by the light
Taking its On my
Like some out existence
Time ticks These last few Is there anything left unsaid? I'm on a for atonement I've got to find of mind And a place to
Biding my time until I'm strong To back
I hope hope for some resistance taking it out on my system
Time away These last few Is there anything we've unsaid? I'm on a for atonement got to find peace of mind And a place to
Time ticks These last few Is anything we've left unsaid? I'm on a for atonement I've got to find peace of And a place to
Rest,
Rest,
There's a before the storm And the western is quiet I've got Rembrandt as my right And Solo as my
a calm before the storm And the western is quiet I've got Rembrandt as my hand And as my pilot
Man (Condemed!) Man (Convicted!) Could not save my life, cutting by strand.(Strand By Strand) Man (Condemed!) Man (Convicted!) Could not save my life, cutting by strand.(Strand By Strand)
Passing it off, Like some kind of king, You don't know till had suffering.(I've suffered!)
All of this so called but you havent tasted pain, Have you ever been inside of the new
Rest!
Have you ever been
Rembrandt as my right hand, and as my pilot
you ever been inside the new masterpiece?
Rembrandt as my right hand, and Solo as my
Man (Condemed!) Man (Convicted!) Could not save my life, strand by strand.(Strand By Strand)
Man (Condemed!) Man (Convicted!) Could not my life, cutting strand by strand.
Strand By Strand By Strand, By Strand, By Strand, By Strand, By Condemed! Condemed!
(whispred) By strand, by