Inside I divide.
So take this spark of life,
Ignite the blueprint of design that lit the flame that
burns.
In an instant I will find I’m getting nowhere fast when
all my thoughts [bad word] unclear.
And they cloud the mind.
Thoughts turn to dust then disappear.
 [bad word] 
When I need to recognise who I am with my own eyes.
Once again I try to hide.
On the inside I divide.
When I need to recognise who I am with my own eyes.
Will that hatred turn to lies?
I can’t help but feel that I dropped so hard when I fell.

And I can feel that I need to ask myself.
When I’m looking to define “What it means to me.”
Is the weight within my mind all those questions I keep on
asking?
To explain my own life to me in a way I can believe.

When I need to recognise who I am with my own eyes.
Once again I try to hide.
On the inside I divide.
When I need to recognise who I am with my own eyes.
Will that hatred turn to lies?
I can’t help but feel that,
Misplaced [bad word] somewhere in me.
Searching for all that I need.

I dropped so hard when I fell.
And I can feel that…
 [bad word] in me and I can feel that [bad word] in me.
When I fell from the family.