Embrace the silence
'Cause there's nothing that can change the way I feel
Taken all that you wanted
Now there's nothing that can change the way I feel

Hold on, little girl
The end is soon to come

Sick of it all, sick of it all
We will not follow
Sick of it all, sick of it all
They don't understand how
Sick we are, sick we are
Of this bottomless pit of lies behind closed eyes

Oceans between us
And there's nothing that can change the way I feel
I can still taste the poison of every fall
Every breath, our ways to heal

Hold on, little girl
The end is soon to come

Sick of it all, sick of it all
We will not follow
Sick of it all, sick of it all
They don't understand how
Sick we are, sick we are
Of this bottomless pit of lies behind closed eyes

Someday you'll know the peace
Someday the light will break through
And nothing you tell yourself
Will save us from the truth

Screamin' out
Sick of it all, sick of it all
We will not follow
Sick of it all, sick of it all
They don't understand how
Sick we are, sick we are
Of this bottomless pit of lies behind closed eyes

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Writer(s): Amy Lee, Terry Balsamo, Timothy Todd McCord, William Amos Hunt, William Barry Hunt