As you wake up in a cold sweat
Little girl, what goes on in your head?
All this hatred in your heart, yet
I mourn the most for all the things that I never said

Don’t make me go through this again
You’re not real and I can’t pretend
This story is over, I ripped out the end
Tell me, who are you, then?

What have they done to us?
What have they done to us?
What have they done to us?
What have they done to us?