I'm alone, in this little d**h that some may call life
So confused, tattered, torn apart Still waiting to be lifted from this prison of my flesh
To be set free from this pain Crushed I am between the sliding doors of life
And the chances I've been given, but still alone Mistake for a creation
Fault in the product line
Ma**-produced , dehumanized
Cast out to oblivion I can't raise my head up high
I've been pressed down to the ground
Left alone to suffer in the silence of lonely souls One day I will defeat this everlasting misery and reach for the skies Where you are Mistake for a creation
Fault in the product line
Ma**-produced, dehumanized
Cast out to oblivion Crushed I am between the sliding doors of life
And the chances I've been given, but still alone Mistake for a creation
Fault in the product line
Ma**-produced, dehumanized
Cast out to oblivion