Smoke-filled shadows
Riding waves down on the floor
In pools of carmine
With a bleeder at the door
It defies all explanation
The right chemical's in place
If I had one reservation
It's the look upon your face
When I hear run, run, run, run, and I hear
And you run, run, run, run, now you
Hurt like home
It's all right to spend my life
It's all right to push me through
I keep my hell to myself
I keep my hell to myself
In my temple, alone
An empty chamber ascends
Maybe I should start there
Blinding flashes
Light the way down
Tripping bodies
A padding on the ground
It's the point of my fixation
It's the chemical I taste
As strong as my predation
Never goes to waste
When I hear run, run, run, run, and I hear
And you run, run, run, run, now you hurt like home
It's all right to spend my life
It's all right to push me through
I keep my hell to myself
I keep my hell to myself
In my temple, alone
An empty chamber ascends
Until I make it back home
Aim, once you know
Fame, once you know
Saved, once you know
It hurts like home
Maybe I should start there