I hope that one day I can smile But Jesus, that could take a while This all seems too real I'm not made of steel I'm searching for a means to survival Im struggling to stay in control I cant keep in touch with my soul I cant seem to find peace In just being me Where my heart was, there now is a whole. To drag yourself up off the floor And blindly throw open that door You've got to be brave Or you'll just be a slave To the deamons that haunted before So to conquer the ghosts of your past Find passion inside that will last Throw wood on your fire To make it burn brighter And shatter your nightmares like glass