A Ten Ton Brick is making me sick    Breaking my bones with the weight of it    Weight would grow with each new soul    Buried fine lies make big black holes and       Who am I supposed to be?    Not like you give a fuck about me but    Who am I supposedly    When I'm finally done       Cause I'm finally done    With the decisions of    My former thoughts and all that I'm made of    Yet I'm finally done with the description, oh    And I don't mind saying    I'm to blame       When Atlas slipped I lost my grip    Yet I didn't think it could turn into this but    I was drawn by your sweet throes    Nobody feels what nobody knows and          Who am I supposed to be?    If everything good was taken from me and    Who am I supposed to be    I was overcome       But I'm finally done    With the divisions of    My former thorns with who I may have loved    I'm finally done    With the dissension oh    And I don't mind saying    Don't mind saying    I'm to blame       Oh this Ten Ton Brick    Would treat me like shit    This little piggy licked all those lips, yeah    And so defined    Who threw aside but won't encumber me          Cause I'm finally done    With the position of    My former thorns    And all that it may have cost       I'm finally done    With the decisions, love    Now I don't mind saying    I don't mind saying    You're to blame       When you move, you move me.    You move, you move me. Yeah.       Nothing comes from nothing    Must mean something in the end    Justify the means    I need to break you    Need to hate you    Need to take this back but    Taking is like giving    If you're at the other end    I won't pretend to know your feelings    I could never break the chain    I command you to MOVE