Guilty of the vice that keep my wrong from right There was no one left to turn to in the middle of the night Nights I use to spend alone, and I spent
all the wrong places Keep eating from the dirty hands that feed me God knows no love for me I can't escape the things I've done Trapped under ice
Trapped in my mind, I've been doing time There's a voice in my head that questions "what is life?" Live with the vice I live with the fact that you
to freeze, and I'm going to burn Until god calls me home, take away my hurt To know a life of pain and strife Too many years spent under the ice
I think that we have unfinished business But you don't want to face reality, don't want to face me Unfinished business You should have stayed out
