Cannot fight this feeling. That's all you want, is to break me. Finding in my wonder, that when I try to find out. It seems as though on the inside, we fall and come back to where we say it's right. It's the feeling...and believe... So it seems I prey only when I'm down. Feeling wrong inside... I can't deny the fact that I'm so torn up in my mind. Knowing we exist from something so unknown. Trying hard to live. I can't live on my own Broken wings and burden, and still too far too see you're living undercover. And all for what? To save your own life?