Out of control of a history untold
it begins with the father of sin
i walk alone in the garden of stones
i turn into the monster within
life is too long for me
life is too wrong for me
Cause there's something that
i realize
that i miss being human
i realize
that i miss being human
nothing times
I lose control as the story unfolds
i have been like a knife to bare skin
i walk alone like a king with no throne
i burn up from the monster within
life is too long for me
life is too wrong for me
Cause there's something that
i realize
that i miss being human
i realize
that i miss being human
nothing times
I like hunting the pieces
i like hunting the pieces
i like hunting the pieces
cause i have come to need this
i like hunting the pieces
i like hunting the pieces
cause i have come to need this
shell
Cause there's something that
i realize
that i miss being human
cause there's something that
i realize
that i miss being human
i teach lies
that i miss being human
i teach lies
that i miss being human
i teach lies