Covered up your insecurities with 

everything 

showing everyone exactly how you think 

made no difference, I can see right 

through your best disguise 

you look like someone else, it doesn't 

matter where you hide 



You wanna empty clips on everyone 

around 

and burn their fortress to the ground 



Socializing makes you sick from 

drinking everything 

and if looks could kill we'd surely 

all be dead 



maybe sticks of dynamite would solve 

your problems now 

underneath my feet, was it something 

that I said? 



You wanna empty clips on everyone 

around 

and burn their fortress to the ground 



Someday soon you'll have your way and 

everyone will leave you all alone 

you laugh at everyone's mistakes, 

trapped inside a mind you call home 



You wanna empty clips on everyone 

around 

and burn their fortress to the ground