These Words: BURN

Twisted-Broken-Contorted
These are just words to you: the mere mortal.

You think you have a grasp on who I am.
Trust me, you have no idea "Sam"..

None of you able to understand..
just hold my hand..

Go ahead stand tall..
try and answer the call..

Never has anyone been able
to hold me to earth, keep me stable

He is the one who's done the damage
never again, will one be the same, able to manage..

life

Define normal
those who are willing and able?

Go ahead.. Give'r a round..
let me hear that sound..

you declaring me, unfit
if possible, hand me the normal life kit..
unsound a life i'll live
these decisions,
lead paths of crimson
tears.

Showing us, were human..
hold on or let go..
either way..
life ends, or begins.