My memories, you stole from me. I don't know what I used to be.
They pledged to me their loyalty, for something that I used to be.

I'll keep [bad word] from this place
Until I make my sweet escape
Where they won't recognize my face.
I fear our faith has been misplaced.
I need my mind to be erased
So I won't recognize my face.

They died for me and not for glory
but for someone that I used to be.
Your visions seem to share with me, now show me what I used to be.

I'll keep [bad word] from this place
Until I make my sweet escape
Where they won't recognize my face.
I fear our faith has been misplaced.
I need my mind to be erased
So I won't recognize my face.

I'll keep [bad word] from this place
Until I make my sweet escape
Where they won't recognize my face.
I fear our faith has been misplaced.
I need my mind to be erased
So I won't recognize my face.