Devastation and Reform

Fear can drive stick and it's taking me down this road

A road down which I swore I'd never go

And here I sit, thinking of God knows what

Afraid to admit I might self-destruct



So lock the windows

And bolt the door

Cause I've got enough problems without creating more



I feel like I was born

For devastation and reform

I'll destroy everything I love, And the worst part is

I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct

But in the end it's nothing but

A shell of what I had when I first started



An injury I'll cause with my own first hit

It seems to me to be slightly masochistic

But there'd be no story without all this dissension

So I inflict the conflict with the utmost of intention



So lock the windows

And bolt the door

Cause I've got enough problems without creating more



I feel like I was born

For devastation and reform

I'll destroy everything I love, And the worst part is

I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct

But in the end it's nothing but

A shell of what I had when I first started



Thank you, God for giving me the insight

So I might make these wrongs right

If and when there ever is a next time

Cause failure is a blessing in disguise

I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct

But in the end it's nothing but...



A shell of what I had when I first started

A shell of what I had when I first started



I feel like I was born

For devastation and reform

I'll destroy everything I love, And the worst part is

I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct

But in the end it's nothing but

A shell of what I had when I first started

When I first started

A shell of what I had when I first started