It's been like this from the start

One piece after another to make my heart

You mistake the game for being smart

Stand here, sell this, and hit your mark

But the sound of the steel and the crush and the grind

It screams to remind who decides my life

But in time it all dies there's nothing left inside

Just rusted metal that was never even mine

I would scream, but I'm just this hollow shell Waiting here,begging please Set me free, so I can feely!