Rectifier

• Ra
• From One

I’m still afraid of the ghosts that can see me

They know my thoughts, they read my mind

Beside myself I judge my condition

I close my eyes but can’t go blind

I’m feeling all the heat, all the chaos

It’s gotten underneith my skin

So far to go to reach absolution

My sanity, my soul runs thin

Why don’t you care?

Don’t, don’t you dare

Rectifier,

How’s the world supposed to be?

Rectifier,

Take my hand and rescue me

I feel in love I made that decision

On broken hearts I cut myself

Despite the pain I maintain my position

And leave good will up on the shelf

But now I’m stuck a chain with no linkage

A vagrant lover prisoner

Suspicious goals distort good intentions

Aggressive action batterer

Rectifier,

How’s the world supposed to be?

Rectifier,

Take my hand and set me free

Rectifier