Don't you want to be saved

Don't you want to be break through child

Fill yourself up with hate

I won't let them touch you 



Down so low



Don't you want to be pain

I won't let them make you smile

Wrap yourself in disdain

I won't let them break you



Indisposed I'm diagnosed

Where it hurts nobody knows

Mouth full of marbles I've been sold

An empty way with nobody there 



Don't you want to be saved 

Don't you want to be break through child

You've got more than you know

I won't let them 



 



(c) 2002 The Butterfly Effect