The Cure

It seems that you already know

I can't live like this anymore



Come on



Beneath a shell built too secure

There's loneliness that festers

The exit's clear but I just can't move

In pain I must endure



It feels like a salted wound

Engraved in my temple

I fear that the only cure

Is encased by the problem



Your punishment

Is self-inflicted

There is no strength

In growing distant 

And cold



Now I read like an open book

That's never been understood

My secrets all live in a hole

I burned in my temple

It stings 

It's an open wound

The cure is my problem 



'Cause I am the problem