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