(Holmes/Mackintosh)
Once solemn, the things Im leaving alone
Once solemn, the looks that turn one to stone
And Im learning the highs and the lows of the panic inside
And Im learning the highs and lows of the fake promises
Your powers electrify me
Your prowess repels apathy
Your image can turn your soul to stone
Cant find another way
Cant find the words to say...
Unchaining the things thats holding me down
And its frustrating, the pressures getting me down
And its trying to live with a bad decision every day
Its a fever thats eating away in search of a fast release
Your powers electrify me
Devour the one thats guilty
Your image can turn a soul to stone
Cant find another way
Cant find the words to say...
Your powers electrify me
Devour the one whos guilty
Your powess repels apathy
Your image can turn a soul to stone
