Strain

Blood is running down my back
My spine's about to crack
Weighing down on top of me
Your pain and misery

'Cause you've got me locked in here
Feeding me your own fears
Telling me all these lies
To get me to stand by

But I won't take no more
I'm sick of being your whore
Get off my aching back
And get your life on track

The world's outside your door
Step out and live some more
I've done all that I can
Let go of my hand

Don't drag me further down
Into your hole in the ground!
Don't drag me further down
Into your hole in the ground!

You know this place is not for me
Give me my wings and set me free
The air is clear outside
I need to be alive
Release my soul and let me be

Loosen these knots
This is no place to rot
Cut off these strings
Give me back my wings

You know this place is not for me
Give me my wings and set me free
The air is clear outside
I need to be alive
Release my soul and let me be

You know this place is not for me
Give me my wings and set me free...

Point your fucking gun at your own head;
Don't point that thing at me!
Point your fucking gun at your own head;
Don't point that thing at me!

Point your fucking gun at your own head!!!
Point your fucking gun at your own head!!!