Open the curtains, I'm afraid
Afraid of what is in m y head
A living nightmare is what I’ve found deep in my soul
When the light becomes undone
And the future seems unclear
The blood thirst rip out every thought
How could I resist this ache?
Must I do it over again?
Am I this role, or this role is what I am?
The acts just begun, the stage is my gallows pole
All the crimes I’ve committed in front of my eyes
How could I be ok with myself if I am broken inside?
Deep in my heart, my crime is burning
A theater passes by, and the director is my mind
I'm my own audience attending, attending my soul
Tonight, is a great night
The next victim is watching the show
How could I be ok with myself if I am broken inside?
Deep in my heart, my crime is burning
A theater passes by, and the director is my mind
I'm my own audience attending, attending my soul
How Could I be
Attending my soul
Fighting my fight
That happens inside
Actor or killer?
Which face is mine?
I'm a role of my own
Each day I live like an puppeteer
Pulling the strings of the consciousness I’ve picked
I'm a pawn of my own
In this theater within my soul
