Fallen - Vayden

I’m tired of being the man

Who keeps his feelings locked inside

For once I’m giving in

To the voices in my mind

I’m tired of being tamed

I want to start wallin' out

For every move I make

I feel my conscience falling down

Watch the boy who

Doesn’t come to

After playing games

But who can blame these

Entertaining

Machines that wash our brains

Metal Portions

Next to Organs

Will always win the War

They blow through the seams

Making piercings

Through the very core

Hey you’re not so tough

Now you’re pretty lying down