Been thrown out of my own head I don't belong anymore Who's been at it again Who's been at it again At it again They say they made a monster who bore seven deadly sins But they didn't understand It's about time, I untie my binds I'm growing up to the sun And I'll come back when I'm done I'll find a brand new language that won't give me away Could be foul mouthed all day long It's about time, I untie my binds They'll flourish while I fade It's about time, I untie my binds I'm growing up to the sun And I'll come back when I'm done When I'm done They'll flourish while I fade Good riddance anyway I'm, I'm getting bored of this place It's about time (x4)