I'm standing
Here once again on the edge
Entangled
Voices they dance in my head
I know
It's a phase and this too it shall pass
I am waiting and hoping
This darkness won't last

Would it help you if I told you that
You're not to blame
Would it move you to see through the anger and pain

Confessions
Scars that were bound to remain
To the knowing
Who suffer the truth they contain
To the hopeless
Wandering the desert sublime
Searching shadows for signs
There may be symptoms of life
There may be symptoms of life
There may be symptoms of life

I'm waiting
Four in the morning and I
Hear whispers
Echoes of voices inside

Would it help you if I told you that
You're not to blame
Would it help you to move through the anger and pain

Confessions
Scars that were bound to remain
To the knowing
Who suffer the truth they contain
To the hopeless
Wandering the desert sublime
Searching shadows for signs
There may be symptoms of life
There may be symptoms of life
There may be symptoms of life