Perhaps another day is what it needs to regenerate.   Twisted mind broken down, can't tell a heart what it should feel .   Keep the agony locked inside.   Have faith to hang on strong .   My mind doesn't trust mechanics.   Every part of me was fitted wrong.      Nothing that was ever built.   Troubled minds aren't meant to last.   A downfall of my sane thoughts.   Only anger had survived .      So much fury locked away.      The biggest part of me was only about you.   Unable to fix or fill this hole, user's manual has been erased .      A spare part I had forgotten.   So much fury I locked away .   This mechanic couldn't handle all this hatred in one place .      Pilot on automatic.   Nothing worse than a blind man's walk.   A constant painflow,   Severed head from heart.      Here is where the banished dwell, lying broken in the dust.   No tool known to man to fix the way I feel.      Image imprint reflects: stained steel waterfall.   They can't reach me. No salvation!   No hope left, for the answer I found denying takes me one step closer,   sending this body down to earth .   Hit the concrete. Facing concrete.   Swandive from above.   The biggest part of me lying scattered on the asphalt.   No one I ever told.   From heaven I descend...      So much fury, locked away.   Fix the way i feel stronger.