Getting closer to a dangerous point
Lost the mask that covered up my lies
A shallow ego that leaves me in the lurch
Want to change but I hate to go to church

To the Core

My kind of life – I’m left in the wild
Need no friend – get out of here alive
Drag me closer to the real bitter self
Do confront me with the soul full of dirt

To the Core

What can I do to arrange with my self
What can I do to build a happy life
A color green mixed with the river and the sea
I knew it’d hurt – but now I do bleed

To the Core