Two years gone

Came back as some bones and so cynical

This skin don't feel like home



It's all overgrown but you'll never know

Take the mirror from the wall so I can't see myself at all

Don't wanna see another damn inch of my skull

Forget the poems of saints and ghosts

I'm the one I fear the most

Little did I know that I was only crying wolf



I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone

Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical

Quit being so over-skeptical

Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable

I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable



Push and pull

Oh it's all getting old

No I didn't want this throne

Only fools make feasts of gold

They rot the fruit on tables

When did I get so pitiful

Just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold

You got my back against the wall

And now I can't ever get comfortable

No I never sold my soul

If I ever do throw my bones to the wolves

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold mine



I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone

Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical

Quit being so over-skeptical

Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable

I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable

I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable



No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my



No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my



No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my



No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my



No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my



I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone

Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical

Quit being so over-skeptical

Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable

I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable

I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable