From the pure sweet core the tears awake
You're beautiful, so wipe those fears [bad word]  embrace me. The light is yours
Underneath me, rock back in force
You're so good, Your form divine
Punish your angels way beyond tonight
I feel her soft hand, [bad word] alive
She gives me the same cold look, I want to cut out her eyes
She's seeing all my hates and pains, but that's okay
I'm just pouring them out again

And I'm feeling that way, a kind of warm, kind of pain
Wake in the bad dreams
Gettin' me down kinda day
Let them pay to feel this way, living a bad dream.
Nothing else is quite the same

Hollow doll, you lied again [bad word] here to pray so full of lie
This fantasy's in vain like a cancer forms inside
Regarding the pain I'm counting again
Recover from this doll who you burning for

This is the heathen, the light is yours
I can't forget and I can't escape
It's kind of warm, kind of pain, I can't explain
I came here to feel this way
My feelings are dead
Nothing here is quite the same