It all bubbles up inside,
The pain,
The hurt,
The wounded pride,
Until I find myself at the start again,
The wounded pride,
The hurt,
The pain,

I'm afraid of what might be,
To hold,
To love,
Completely,
Unkindness wrapped my heart in cold,
Completely,
To love,
To hold,

A hand reaches out to me,
Beackons through the door,
Don't you want another taste?
Don't you want some more?

I don't want your poison,
I don't want your greed,
Jumping through this flaming hoop,
Isn't what I need,

Bending under all the tests,
The strain,
The rush,
The building stress,
Rubbed raw by all the pain,
The building stress,
The rush,
The strain,

Battling between what I think and feel,
The fake,
The dreams,
The harshly real,
Until it's more than I can take,
The real,
The dreams,
Are really fake.