trapped inside places i m starting to hate stuck inside wasted i fall into place watching the world and waiting for something to change do what we have to to get what we need from whats left for people like me battered and bruised from the chances i take its the impossible way that i think you could have been satisfied you could have been full inside you could have been happy simply with your peace of mind more than just more than a thorn in my side more than just more than our difference aside i m choosing sides now still waiting for my peace of mind now no strings attached to the promises given to the faces and places of those that i hate its the impossible way that i think you could have been satisfied you could have been full inside you could have been happy simply with your peace of mind here s your share and my share you still need more to fill its all or nothing at all you take from me you need to rest from me