Covered up your insecurities with everything
showing everyone exactly how you think
made no difference, I can see right

through your best disguise
you look like someone else, it doesn't
matter where you hide


You wanna empty clips on everyone around
and burn their fortress to the ground


Socializing makes you sick from
drinking everything

and if looks could kill
we'd surely all be dead


maybe sticks of dynamite would solve
your problems now
underneath my feat, was if

something that I said?

You wanna empty clips on everyone around

and burn their fortress to the ground

Someday soon you'll have your way and

everyone will leave you all alone
you laugh at everyone's mistakes
trapped inside a mind you call home


You wanna empty clips on everyone around
and burn their fortress to the grou