I dream of the past, so I can break through
The walls I have built inside
The thoughts I can't grasp
Transparency through
They constantly fight and collide

I'd love to see a different world
A place where you can't find me

Feel me, kill me, my back's up against the wall
Your magic spell doesn't work anymore
Kill me, kill me, that's what
You've got to face, my friend (my friend)
This ain't the end (the end)

Why can't I relax and let it be true?
This world that I try to hide
It's kind of a mess
Too reckless for you
This place makes me feel alive

I'd love to see a different world
A place where you can't find me

Feel me, kill me, my back's up against the wall
Your magic spell doesn't work anymore
Kill me, kill me, that's what
You've got to face, my friend (my friend)
This ain't the end (the end)

The call of the purpose is the change in behavior
And that is how we keep constraints on the soldiers
It gets on top of you and forces your perspective
Then you know it, you feel it, it's as dark as you can get, you want it

Harder, harder, harder
Give it to you
Harder, harder
You just want it
Harder, harder, harder
Give it to you
Harder, harder
I don't think you'll ever get it

Feel me, kill me, my back's up against the wall
Your magic spell doesn't work anymore
Kill me, kill me, that's what
You've got to face, my friend (my friend)
This ain't the end (the end)

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Writer(s): Brian Phillip Welch, James Christian Shaffer, Jonathan Davis, Ray Luzier, Reginald Arvizu