Frontal Lobe - Harm's Way

Something’s wrong

No place to turn

Who can help

Watch it burn

I’ve hoped for life

To rid all my pain

What do i have

I’m doomed, insane

Am i selfish

Is this real

I’m in denial

Of how i feel

I’m cold and alone

Search to be free

I never wanted this

Guilt in me

Torment builds

It takes its toll

Broken hopes

Broken soul

I did it right

With nothing to show

As i fail

My hate grows

Falling, to an end

Falling, i descend

Falling, to an end

Falling, i descend

Save me from this hell

Free me from my cell