Fear can drive stick and it's taking me down this road
A road down which I swore I'd never go
And here I sit, thinking of God knows what
Afraid to admit I might self-destruct
So lock the windows and bolt the door
'Cause I've got enough problems without creating more
I feel like I was born for devastation and reform
I'll destroy everything I love and the worst part is
I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct
But in the end it's nothing but a shell of what I had when I first started
An injury, I'll cause with my own fist it
It seems to me to be slightly masochistic
But there'd be no story without all this dissension
So I inflict the conflict with the utmost of intention
So lock the windows and bolt the door
'Cause I've got enough problems without creating more
I feel like I was born for devastation and reform
I'll destroy everything I love and the worst part is
I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct
But in the end it's nothing but a shell of what I had when I first started
I thank you God for giving me the insight
So I might make these wrongs right
If and when there ever is a next time
'Cause failure is a blessing in disguise
Pull my heart out, reconstruct
In the end, it's nothing but a shell of what I had when I first started
A shell of what I had when I first started
I feel like I was born for devastation and reform
I'll destroy everything I love and the worst part is
I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct
But in the end, it's nothing but a shell of what I had when I first started
When I first started, a shell of what I had when I first started

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