S.O.S. lyrics

Conquer, destroy, invade For this is my crusade Crashing down, burning out So lost but now I'm found Conquer, destroy, invade For this is my crusade I won't be bound, won't be found six feet under ground Why does it feel so good to hurt or do what I despise When I should be strengthening my mind What provokes me is only the beginning Wrestling this restless battle Forced into a state of submission How am I supposed to run away When I'm the one I am running from I'm tangled up dealing with trauma It's sweet to the taste But bitter to the brain Like clockwork, I'm going insane It's not the calloused hands that fail you It's poison infused beneath the skin Exhume a way of living from within How can I fix what's broken I may be sick, but I'm not the sickness I need to find a way to heal from this I may be sick but I'm not the sickness These wounds are self inflicted I found a way to navigate through the storms They would sway me like a ship at sea Now the rain hits my face And washes away the shame I used to carry Soaring so high up in the clouds It's not about trying to find a way out Conquer, destroy, invade For this is my crusade Crashing down, burning out So lost but now I'm found Conquer, destroy, invade For this is my crusade I won't be bound, won't be found six feet under ground Torn between false security And the truth behind honesty To unearth serenity forever Submit to the season of surrender It won't consume me It won't consume me, no All greatness will starve Until it's saved by adversity Adversity Old ways are forgotten When new days are full of dreams Full of dreams, full of dreams My new days are full of dreams