Idioma Origen:
Your mind tells you that you've lost your confidence
You're drifting and ya don't believe in anyone
To lose what little you have left to be proud of
Afraid you can't do this again
You said that nothing can come in between us
The way of getting things we wanted done
Then enissophobia held you under its influence
Until you compromised your style
Everything about you has been one big charade
What will you do now the wells run dry? Cry?
To sell out all your friends and stab them in the back
It's something that you are
Something that I'm not
When you forced me into doing what you love
Mark my words no one loves you very much, yeah mark em
And when you tried to change me and tried to replace me
I couldn't help but end just hating you
Being a fraud can only last so long, you should know
Till what ya sensed as a child returns, you little baby
To choke out the voice that told ya money and fame
Would fill the crater that you dug for yourself
Unlike you I'm no vision to myself, lest you forget
You didn't ever make metal, buddy
Metal made you
To crush and run over everyone along the way
A stranger to yourself, ha! Ya pissed me off again
I won't be driven by your needs anymore
What you'd become to do or be
Is clear to see for me
It makes me sick to hear you say you love me
I know you only love what I can do for you
If you were the one that was leading the charge
Would you notice if I missed a day or two
But that's impossible
We all laughed at the parodies that you'd become
Now your pain slowly paid back has begun
So, accept my resignation, or in your words betrayal
Before it gets much worse, end this self-sabotage
Idioma Destino:
Your mind tells you that you've lost your confidence
You're drifting and ya don't believe in anyone
To lose what little you have left to be proud of
Afraid you can't do this again
You said that nothing can come in between us
The way of getting things we wanted done
Then enissophobia held you under its influence
Until you compromised your style
Everything about you has been one big charade
What will you do now the wells run dry? Cry?
To sell out all your friends and stab them in the back
It's something that you are
Something that I'm not
When you forced me into doing what you love
Mark my words no one loves you very much, yeah mark em
And when you tried to change me and tried to replace me
I couldn't help but end just hating you
Being a fraud can only last so long, you should know
Till what ya sensed as a child returns, you little baby
To choke out the voice that told ya money and fame
Would fill the crater that you dug for yourself
Unlike you I'm no vision to myself, lest you forget
You didn't ever make metal, buddy
Metal made you
To crush and run over everyone along the way
A stranger to yourself, ha! Ya pissed me off again
I won't be driven by your needs anymore
What you'd become to do or be
Is clear to see for me
It makes me sick to hear you say you love me
I know you only love what I can do for you
If you were the one that was leading the charge
Would you notice if I missed a day or two
But that's impossible
We all laughed at the parodies that you'd become
Now your pain slowly paid back has begun
So, accept my resignation, or in your words betrayal
Before it gets much worse, end this self-sabotage