I've been beaten, broken, and thrown to the side.
Torn up my heart and left to die.
Memories fading and filled with lies.
I'm filled with a rage that burns through my eyes.
I'm searching for myself in a room full of fakes.
I keep pulling the wrong hand, I keep making mistakes.
Detonation in my grasp, it is at my command.
I'm holding your demise in the palm of my hand.