Build your walls
And paint it black
The color of your heart
A broken picture frame
Without a name
A twisted mind with no decease
And I can't do your biddings anymore
Out and under your skin
Everything seems nothing has changed
Reason I can't go to sleep
Those voices have kept me awake
I won't hesitate
To wash your blood down the drain
Leave me to recreate
The house you burned down
And I can't do your bidding a anymore