I’ve got my scars to bear
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Stitches just can’t repair, oh, whoa
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There’s no one to blame this time
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Absolution’s waiting on a prayer
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I’m breaking down the walls
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Unveiling my share of faults, oh, whoa
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This blood on my hands is a blessing
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In a lifetime twisted by design, and I’m so alive!
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Is it a threat, or the cure?
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'Cause it’s a brave new world I don’t know if I’m ready for
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Just a test
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'Cause I’m miles up above you, flying with no safety net
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I don’t believe in fate, although this time, I think I’ve met my match
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Why are the dreams so hard to catch?
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'Cause you forget in time what it feels inside
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When you live right on the line, but I’m so alive!
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They say, believing is the hardest part
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But I say, with every beat of my heart
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I alone, will find my way
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And get right back to the start
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They say, the fire in your heart is gone
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Well, I say, it’s really only just begun
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All along, you know that I’m
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I’m twisted by design, I’m twisted by design
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Taking the days as they come
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But now, I’m seeing the world as if it had a thousand sounds
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Oh, I admit, oh, that they’re somewhere along the lines
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I guess I lost my grip
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But luck has turned the page, and time is up, I need to get things
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Right, one more chance to catch the light
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Cause you forget in time what it feels inside
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When you live right on the line, but I’m so alive!
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They say, believing is the hardest part
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But I say, with every beat of my heart
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I alone, will find my way
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And get right back to the start
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They say, the fire in your heart is gone
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Well, I say, it’s really only just begun
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All along, you know that I’m
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I’m twisted by design, I’m twisted by design
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Starting over again, but the further I get
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I can’t stop these walls from closing in
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Going out of my head, all the tears that I bled
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They’re not enough to take my pain away!
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They say, believing is the hardest part
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But I say, with every beat of my heart
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I alone, will find my way
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And get right back to the start
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They say, the fire in your heart is gone
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Well, I say, it’s really only just begun
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All along, you know that I’m
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I’m twisted by design
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In some ways I’ve changed
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And I’ve left it all behind
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But I can’t change the way
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That I’m twisted by design |