Bane

This is my therapy
You breath life into me
My only sanity
Within these walls is where Im free
Square peg, round hole
Faces come and faces go
There is so little cast in stone
Regarding life, luck, loss, love
But there is one thing that I know for sure
These are the only crowded rooms
Because of these days Ill never have nothing at all
Because of these times theres only so far I can tell
There will always be a place, there will be a crowded room
Where Im not all alone
The years have come and multiplied
So much of me has been washed out with the tide
Still theres nowhere else
That Id rather be
Drawn like a moth to a flame
Without these days Id have gone insane
So many hearts pinned to so many sleaves
Within these blessed walls
You have set me free
There is no mistake that Im not free to make
All because of six strings stretched across a board
[ My Therapy Lyrics ]