Mask

We all get born into chain gangs We all get stamped with bar codes We all get told to sit uptight Believe a world of which we're told To connect far to my chains Cut 'em open Took your hats on to the links Chains remain I TNT'd her ring, I'm escaping You got injured, friendly fire Fire I know I was wrong Are you still sure that you're right You're to feel strong Is to win every fight If I hand you the knife Can you cut me off some slack Or put the knife in my back Get me out of the hole Get me out of the hole Freedom on the tongue Gets drunk twisted When the essence of our words Is to control Made a bonfire of the crimes I convicted You got blistered Fire I know I was wrong Are you still sure that you're right You're to feel strong Is to win every fight If I hand you the knife Can you cut me off some slack Or put the knife in my back Get me out of the hole Get me out of the hole Cut grove, it's contagious You absorbed, all the fallout I've been small, you're gigantic [?] lovesick, romantic Your [?] sorcerers and saviors I have only just begun To understand dangers I'm the one who understands The gifts falling in you I'm the one who hurts you I know I was wrong Are you still sure that you're right You're to feel strong Is to win every fight If I hand you the knife Can you cut me off some slack Or put the knife in my back Get me out of the hole Get me out of the hole