Bullet with Butterfly Wings

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
 Secret destroyers hold you up to the flames
 And what do I get for my pain?
 Betrayed desires and a piece of the game
 Even though I know, I suppose I'll show
 All my cool and cold like old Job
 Despite all my rage
 I am still just a rat in a cage
 Then someone will say
 What is lost can never be saved
 Despite all my rage
 I am still just a rat in a cage
 Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal
 But can you fake it for just one more show?
 And what do you want? I want to change
 And what have you got when you feel the same?
 Even though I know, I suppose I'll show
 All my cool and cold like old Job
 Despite all my rage
 I am still just a rat in a cage
 Despite all my rage
 I am still just a rat in a cage
 Despite all my rage
 I am still just a rat in a cage
 Then someone will say
 What is lost can never be saved
 Despite all my rage
 I am still just a rat in a cage