Struck My Chord

Go
Flee from all the friendly faces without an explanation
Now I see that what you preach was all manipulation
Hidden psycho, stuck in cycles
To think I tried to be just like you
Growing fear, steady tears
Won't save you from damnation

Run
You'll run, you'll hide
Struck my chord to see what's really inside
Run

Concrete jungle broke to rubble
What we had, you knew would crumble
Lick your wounds while we're still bleeding
The pain you caused, you're not seeing

Concrete jungle. built to crumble
It's all on you, now you know

Run
You'll run, you'll hide
Struck my chord to see what's really inside
Run

You built your concrete jungle, fuck you
It's built to crumble
Were dealt your hand and you can't be a fucking man
You knew in time, we would see all that you had to hide
To see you running, struck my fucking chord

To see you running, struck my fucking chord