and all the way back again.
Life sums up in three words, in between if you can survive the rest.
The lies that consume you. The pain shows you the way. The feeling kills inside you. But you stay knowing eventually,
You have to get through it somehow.
I'm on the ground with 110 men, beating the life from me. I shake off most of them, to reveal my shattered bones. I take the way of the others...
Straight back to the pain, and all the way back again.
Forget about taking though, seeing past, understanding, and forgetting, when we know everything we know and doing
We're just puppets with the hand us and it takes us to the pain. Knowing that they hurt us when they take us back around again.
Straight back to the pain,
Could I put it down on paper for you? Then you're forcing me to suffer you.
How alone we are till the pain comes along. How alone we are till the pain comes along. And when you think it's never going to pass, it's feeling so good at last. Just when you think it's never going to pass, it's feeling so good at last...