Why does the score have to be like this?
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips
On the edge of the world I am waiting for you
Care for a taste of this? Its gonna get you high
Eyes that burn so red, like a blood lit sky
Dramatic attic screams at night
He's twisting, he's falling away
And I'll grow up and make the most of my whole life
Mean while, I'm twisting, I'm fading away
Why does the score have to be like this?
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips
On the edge of the world I am waiting for you
Break down, will the change
This bleak, distorted view
Care for a taste of this? Its gonna get you high
Eyes that burn so red, like a blood lit sky
Dramatic attic screams at night
He's twisting, he's breaking away
Why does the score have to be like this?
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips
On the edge of the world I am waiting for you
Break down, will the change
This bleak, distorted view
How long? Conceal the shame
Reveal the point of view
Portraits of anger
Refuse, receive, reborn, respect
We face the danger
We become stronger
They never, ever change, no, huh
They never, ever change, no, huh
They never, ever change, no, huh
They never, ever change, no, huh
Break down, will the change
This bleak, distorted view
How long? Conceal the shame
Reveal the point of view, I point at you

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