Текст песни Quiet Drive - Rise From the Ashes

I've felt this way before.
I fell right through the floor,
And I am certain I've become,
Broken, bruised, and numb.
Would you restate your opinion,
And hold back your investigation?
Do you see the sins you're making?
Because I've made them all before.
I will now rise from the ashes.
Don't call me pretentious.
I'm sitting here making my own rules.
And if I fall from the ceiling,
You'll be down there waiting.
And my only hope,
Is falling down.
And by my own admission,
You'll find that my condition,
Is worse than you imagined.
You're better off if you know,
But every time before that I,
Have tried to measure pain inside,
You can't ignore it.
Right now I can't ignore it.
I will now rise from the ashes.
Don't call me pretentious.
I'm sitting here making my own rules.
And if I fall from the ceiling,
You'll be down there waiting,
To finish me.
It's settling,
Inside of me.
It's settling,
Inside of me.
It's settling,
Inside of me.
It's settling...

I'll take my heart,
And rip my feelings out,
Before they make me doubt.
And I'll fall down with flames burning,
Alive again.
As long as you know that...
I will now rise from the ashes.
Don't call me pretentious.
I'm sitting here making my own rules.
And if I fall from the ceiling,
You'll be down there waiting,
To finish me.
Finish me.