[Instrumental intro]
I gotta
Keep a bit of you broken down
For the ghost inside but I don't know how I'm gonna
Feel a little indifferent now,
When my mind's locked out and your hands are bound.
I gotta
Feed the spirit the guilt I've found,
and I realize now that I ain't too proud.
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds,
but I can't get loud when you won't get loud