Let

me

tell

you

'bout

my

life,

let

me

tell

you

'bout

my

dreams.

Let

me

tell

you

'bout

the

things

that

hap

-

pen,

al-

ways

real

to

me.

Let

me

tell

you

of

my

hope,

of

my

need

to

reach

the

sky.

Let

me

take

you

on

an

awk-

ward

jour

-

ney,

let

me

tell

you

why.

Let

me

tell

you

why.

Why

should

these

cur-

ses

be

laid

up-

on

me?

I

won't

be

for-

giv-

en

'til

I

can

break

free.

What

did

I

do

to

des-

serve

all

this

guilt?

Paid

for

my

sins

with

the

sale

of

my

soul.

De-

mons

are

trapped

all

in-

side

of

my

head,

my

hopes

of

God

reach

for

hea-

ven

from

hell.

My

sins

are

ma

-

ny,

my

guilt

is

too

hea

-

vy.

The

pres-

sure

of

know

-

ing,

of

hid-

ing

what

I

know.

I'm

a-

ble

to

see

things,

things

I

don't

want

to

see.

The

lives

of

a

thou

-

sand

souls

weigh

hea-

vy

down

on

me.

I

know

they're

cry-

ing

for

help

reach-

ing

out,

the

bur-

den

of

them

will

take

me

down

as

well.

The

sin

of

a

thou-

sand

souls

not

died

in

vain,

re-

in-

car

nates

to

let

me

live

a-

gain.

Some-

one

to

save

me,

some-

thing

to

save

me

from

my-

self.

To

bring

sal-

va-

tion,

to

ex-

or-

cise

this

hell.

Some-

one

to

save

me,

some-

thing

to

save

me

from

my-

self.

To

bring

sal-

va-

tion,

to

ex-

or-

cise

this

hell.

Some-

one

to

save

me,

some-

thing

to

save

me

from

my

hell.

A

des-

ti-

na

-

tion,

a-

way

from

this

night-

mare.

Some-

one

to

save

me,

some-

thing

to

save

me

from

my-

self.

To

bring

sal-

va-

tion,

to

ex-

or-

cise

this

hell.