i ve seen my eyes wrapped up in gold i ve watched my eyes grow so damn old i ve felt my eyes turn wrong side out just to see just to see what s right all i need s a voice to say you will say you will all i needed was somethin real somethin real 37 stitches and i m still doin fine i m doin fine this life has wrapped my halo round my throat with broken wings i am still my own there s more than just myself that feels like i do like i do my isolation leads to your irritation leads to our confrontation but the world keeps spinning manipulation leads to my frustration leads to our confrontation but the world keeps spinning left wide open through life s love hate games understanding me s accepting the pain this sick soul will eventually turn oh so cold turn so cold reborn once in a while reborn but i kept my style reborn still and i feel so unreal i am unreal my isolation leads to your irritation leads to our confrontation but the world keeps spinning manipulation leads to my frustration leads to our confrontation but the world keeps spinning i ve screamed too many times too many times who i am manipulation leads to my frustration leads to our confrontation but the world keeps spinning i ve felt as stuck as a concrete slave and it felt like it cost me everything living alcohol blind my end game no one knows but it feels the same can i redefine me will you finally heal me can i push my obsessions to the outside had enough help from two cent friends i m the one that lets the sin begin i m my pride my shame all wrapped up clean deep inside my isolation leads to your irritation leads to our confrontation but the world keeps spinning manipulation leads to my frustration leads to our confrontation but the world keeps spinning i ve screamed too many times too many times who i am manipulation leads to my frustration leads to our confrontation but the world keeps spinning