I take a look around, not really seeing what you see,
Everything around me points to that other me.
I see you staring, so I stare back...
I know what you see, but it's not the inner me...

I know what I did back then was wrong.
I know back then, I sang a dark song.
I had one friend who stayed by me through it all,
My best bud still, thanks for keeping me strong...

Yeah, I thought it was all a great game,
Having everyone but myself to blame,
Meanwhile the seed of hate grew within my heart,
And I, unknowing, was a slave of the dark...

Not backed by so many new best friends,
All say they'll be with me 'till the end.
I still fear the darkness still within me...
When will someone set my soul free...