I feed the damagednYour soul is minenI feed the damagednIt'll come in timennTo feel the pressurenSo deep insidenTo feel the pressurenYou'll burn alivennIve got the answernSo short insidenI've got the answernI'll win this timennKeep holding onnnNow a helpless crynHate is blindnFeed off my lifenThe fear to failnLies in menThe fear to failnWill arisennTo capture a moment without being seennA painted picture of one lost dreamnThis weight on my shoulders has kept me blindnReach inside and find whats minennThe darkness speaksnYou keep it, under your skinnI feel your painnnBecause I can it, drawn illusions speaknWhen every word has no meaningnAn empty room is somewhat soothingnReach inside and find what's minennJust to capture this moment without being seennThis is my dream