In my head, like I said With all the battles that I've fought I'm still steady in my thoughts And I'm quiet and I get silent Because there's something to defend When nothing is my friend 'Cause you can't calm your wrists with a razor blade And you can't pay the price of what's already paid And you can't fight for peace with ambition blood and gore And I can't save the world if I'm not happy anymore In the weakest corners of my mind I've played in minor keys at more minor times Just filling the hole in my skull Filling the hole in my soul I cross my fingers over corners of my mind It's 11:11 and it's alright Just filling the hole in my skull Filling the hole in my skull 'Cause you can't calm your wrists with a razor blade And you can't pay the price of what's already paid And you can't fight for peace with ambition blood and gore And I can't save the world if I'm not happy anymore 'Cause you can't calm your wrists with a razor blade And you can't pay the price of what's already paid And you can't fight for peace with ambition blood and gore And I can't save the world if I'm not happy anymore And I've been noticing all your ties are bending, breaking Because you've been thinking you're not happy anymore