Inside, I see your switching eyes. Deny me Open door, split the frame, bend the hinge that bears it all Your blood, your own Innocence is a snake in the grass It'll hide to assume the shape of us all, Plotting the moment to strike Facing the open air breathing Casting aside artificial pride Who am I to believe that the things they have said Clear us of one shred of guilt? If it wasn't for the people I've said this before Without a question They dragged me to shore When I'm shackled by the demons Afraid and alone Give it up for the people Your blood, Your own, Saviours The outside, what's it like I've tried, to escape three times One with guilt, two with pride, three with no transgression Crawling through fields Of torturous hands Taste, the smell, of the perilous past Who am I, to assume, it's a wash in the end Swearing on things that are dead If it wasn't for the people I've said this before Without a question They dragged me to shore When I'm shackled by the demons Afraid and alone Give it up for the people Your blood, Your own Bring to life again When you need to feel alive and then You rewind to the faceless kind If it wasn't for the people I've said this before Without a question They dragged me to shore When I'm shackled by the demons Afraid and alone Give it up for the people Your blood, Your own, Saviours