The storm [bad word] and I have a choice 
To accept nature or lose my voice 
Shall I scream and plead for nothing 
Or build a roof over my head? 
I mourn the days that I wasted 
Trying to change what has been set 
Fighting against myself 

Before I tear, tear out my eyes 
I'll just admit they're part of me 

I've labelled enemies who do not hate me 
And then claims friends who could care less 
All an unnecessary [bad word] 
So now I know what it means to repent 
Changing everything 

Before I tear, tear out my eyes 
I'll just admit they're part of me 
(they're part of me) 

Instead of fighting against myself 
I will open my eyes 
To find who needs me 
I am awakened 
I am awakened 

Before I tear, tear out my eyes 
I'll just admit they're part of me 
(they're part of me) 
I am awakened