Letra de «Devastation And Reform»
Fear can drive stick
And it's taking me down this road
A road down which
I swore I'd never go
And here I sit
Thinking of God knows what
Afraid to admit
I might self-destruct
So lock the windows And bolt the door 'Cause I've got enough problems Without creating more
I feel like I was born To devastation and reform Destroying everything I loved And the worst part is I pull my heart out, reconstruct And in the end it's nothing but The shell of what I had when I first started
Usually I'll cause my own first hit It seems to me to be slightly masochistic But there'd be no story Without all this descension So I inflict the conflict With the utmost of intention
So lock the windows And bolt the door 'Cause I've got enough problems Without creating more
I feel like I was born To devastation and reform Destroying everything I loved And the worst part is I pull my heart out, reconstruct And in the end it's nothing but The shell of what I had when I first started
Thank you God For giving me the insight So I might make These wrongs right If and when There ever is a next time Cuz failure is a blessing in disguise
Pull my heart out, reconstruct And in the end it's nothing but The shell of what I had when I first started The shell of what I had when I first started
I feel like I was born To devastation and reform Destroying everything I loved And the worst part is I pull my heart out, reconstruct And in the end it's nothing but The shell of what I had when I first started (When I first started) (The shell of what I had when I first started)
So lock the windows And bolt the door 'Cause I've got enough problems Without creating more
I feel like I was born To devastation and reform Destroying everything I loved And the worst part is I pull my heart out, reconstruct And in the end it's nothing but The shell of what I had when I first started
Usually I'll cause my own first hit It seems to me to be slightly masochistic But there'd be no story Without all this descension So I inflict the conflict With the utmost of intention
So lock the windows And bolt the door 'Cause I've got enough problems Without creating more
I feel like I was born To devastation and reform Destroying everything I loved And the worst part is I pull my heart out, reconstruct And in the end it's nothing but The shell of what I had when I first started
Thank you God For giving me the insight So I might make These wrongs right If and when There ever is a next time Cuz failure is a blessing in disguise
Pull my heart out, reconstruct And in the end it's nothing but The shell of what I had when I first started The shell of what I had when I first started
I feel like I was born To devastation and reform Destroying everything I loved And the worst part is I pull my heart out, reconstruct And in the end it's nothing but The shell of what I had when I first started (When I first started) (The shell of what I had when I first started)
