It was all decided long ago
Before I even had to chance to be born
Before I grew my wings and went airborne
Strung along by fate until the string snapped underneath the weight
It was all decided long ago
Before I even had to chance to be born
Before I grew my wings and went airborne
Strung along by fate until the string snapped underneath the weight
As an artist, you cater to an audience of
Sad people who could possibly never be satisfied
Yet the irony is that as an artist, you too are unsatisfied
This is true, yet remains false
Been waiting for a miracle to happen all these years
I'm sitting by the window staring till opportunities disappear
Wishing I could choke the man inside the mirror
He taunts my tattered wings with an audience that cheers
A bird that stays within the cage from the moment it was hatched
Flight is just an illness and the world is sick
Say the songs I sing are like painting words on canvas
But painting is an action not a form of art
All the colors that I choose come straight
From my little bleeding heart
As an artist, I can't help but hate the things I chose to make
My music is a big mistake to help my trauma stay repressed
I want more but I could never wish to fly above the rest
But I beg for my freedom
Sulk in my corner in the evening
Branches of the trees seep in
Offer up a place to be nested
But I beg for my freedom
Want to leave this corner that's congested
Spread my wings past suggestion
Finally take flight I crash and burn its depressing
It was all decided long ago
Before I even had to chance to be born
Before I grew my wings and went airborne
Strung along by fate until the string snapped underneath the weight
It was all decided long ago
Before I even had to chance to be born
Before I grew my wings and went airborne
Strung along by fate until the string snapped underneath the weight
The tower of my babel filled to brim with all my secrets
Passage of my life from bibles handed out through corridors
Lower all my vitals rolling up my body in a carpet
Dousing out the candles
This mansion start to fall apart wallpaper peeling
I'm feeling just so alien inside my own skin
Never picking sides but they all tear me
Straight to pieces and they taking all the parts
That they seem to think they like
I'm bleeding out on top the pavement and
My blood corrupt the soil underneath me
Think I finally planted all the roots of evil
And I know it stem from me
I fell from straight above the heavens and I headed where it's deep
Everything you fear start to stack up high and it's getting steep
Put a price on my love
It'll never be cheap enough for the people all around me
Toss me far away just like a broken toy
Hope you all forget about me
Burst into ashes sweep him away
Told me to stay but weep when I speak
Nothing will linger but strife in our words
I'm taking my knife and I cut off my wings
Want to be human I'm singing my hymns
Finally mortal I'm already sick of it
Singing till the lights start to flicker and they go out
What did you expect?
A grand gesture of an ending?
What did you expect?
One big bang for the closing
Time to say goodnight
Time to say goodbye
Make sure you snuff the candles light on your way out
I'll look into your eyes again on the day I finally choose to die