[00:15.78]Go![00:15.90]The Truth of my heart[00:16.38]is like a repressed tale[00:17.10]A censored and silenced story[00:24.03]Repression or restraint[00:31.59]It is a delicate balance[00:32.19]Between bleeding out what[00:35.94]will make me drown[00:36.30]And closing in what I cannot afford to spill[00:40.59]Either way, I must cauterize, cauterize the open wound[00:48.39][Chorus][00:51.87]I'm caught between the feeling[00:52.56]Of being pulled apart[01:06.12]or stuffed into a cell (2x)[01:17.88]And if these are the only options[01:22.74]This will be always be hell[01:23.28]Never ending[01:25.35]Though I still may be breathing[01:29.22]There is no quality of life[01:37.68]So I choose to risk it all for you[01:38.49]For you to be by my side[01:39.03][Chorus][01:41.94]I'm caught between the feeling[01:42.63]Of being pulled apart[01:55.71]or stuffed into a cell (2x)[01:56.19]A crowd is easy to deceive[02:08.13]But now I am a patient on the table[02:24.00]I'll give you the knife[02:24.36]Cut away as you see fit[02:52.83]Just promise me the patience[02:53.67]To wait for me to heal[02:54.12][Chorus][02:58.20]I'm caught between the feeling[02:58.80]Of being pulled apart[03:14.97]or stuffed into a cell (3x)