Testo Phantoms

it's not fair that i have to cater to you
it's not fair that i revolve around your world
maybe someday you will see
the evil way you treated me
im sick of fixing broken bridges
and this is what you get

do you have a conscience? what's your problem?
why can't we solve this now?

there's no purpose for this phantom at our door
take it, you can have it i don't want it anymore
cause i realize that i can grow up and handle this myself, myself
your phantom hell

it's not fair that i rearrange to suit you
it's not fair that i have to shut my mouth
maybe soon you'll have a clue
of all the things you put me through
im sick of crossing burning bridges
and this is what you get
do you have a conscience?
what's your problem?
why can't we solve this now?

there's no purpose for this phantom at our door
take it, you can have it i don't want it anymore
cause i realize that i can grow up and handle this myself, myself
your phantom hell