(Chris DeGarmo, Geoff Tate)
Waiting for the feeling to subside.
Paranoid, I melt into myself
They say I№m to reach inside and find
the broken part of my machinery.
Psychoanalyze the chapters
on the path to my darkest day.
Searching for the answers,
all I see is Damage through the haze.
Picking up the pieces of my life
with no direction for re-assembly.
The one that lays beside me
is sharing scars of my broken yesterdays.
Will tomorrow find me hypnotized ? Crying ?
Mother Mary in control, domineering stranglehold
sowing destructive seeds
for the scavengers to feed.
Driving the nail into my head,
memory flows like a river
With the one that lays beside me
I№m healing scars from my childhood memories.
Tomorrow finally found me.
I№m hypnotized. I№m trying ...
to understand the chapters
of the path from my darkest day.
Searching the answers
but there№s Damage !