Devastation And Reform

Fear can drive stick and it's taking me down this road A road down which I swore I'd never go And here I sit, thinking of God knows what Afraid to admit I might self-destruct So lock the windows and bolt the door 'Cause I've got enough problems without creating more I feel like I was born for devastation and reform I'll destroy everything I love and the worst part is I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct But in the end it's nothing but a shell of what I had when I first started An injury, I'll cause with my own fist it It seems to me to be slightly masochistic But there'd be no story without all this dissension So I inflict the conflict with the utmost of intention So lock the windows and bolt the door 'Cause I've got enough problems without creating more I feel like I was born for devastation and reform I'll destroy everything I love and the worst part is I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct But in the end it's nothing but a shell of what I had when I first started I thank you God for giving me the insight So I might make these wrongs right If and when there ever is a next time 'Cause failure is a blessing in disguise Pull my heart out, reconstruct In the end, it's nothing but a shell of what I had when I first started A shell of what I had when I first started I feel like I was born for devastation and reform I'll destroy everything I love and the worst part is I'll pull my heart out, reconstruct But in the end, it's nothing but a shell of what I had when I first started When I first started, a shell of what I had when I first started