twisting tongue fallen off the edge again need some space need disgrace i m confused i m in a maze i need for you to pick me up when i fall down there s so much more we can go far but i can t control my selfish ways enter tragedy slash my soul why is it part of the plan do you question me i question you who s the man in front of me i m blindfolded i can t see need a reason i m left empty there s so much more we can go far but i can t control my selfish ways enter tragedy slash my soul why is it part of the plan do you question me i question you this inner apathy brings me to life i know it s strange and it s draining me i m tired i m fed up i m a slave  i m tired i m fed up i m a slave enter tragedy slash my soul why is it part of the plan do you question me i question you i question you