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I stumble through the wreckage, rusted from the rain
ThereÂ’s nothing left to salvage, no one left to blame
AMONG THE BROKEN MIRRORS, I DON'T LOOK THE SAME
IÂ’m rusted from the rain, IÂ’m rusted from the rain

Dissect me till my blood runs down into the drain
My bitter heart is pumping oil into my veins
I'M NOTHING BUT A TIN MAN, DON'T FEEL ANY PAIN
I donÂ’t feel any pain, I donÂ’t feel any pain, IÂ’m rusted from the rain

Go on crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain
Come on strip me of my power, beat me with your chains
AND IF I'M THE KING OF COWARDS, YOU'RE THE QUEEN OF PAIN
IÂ’m rusted from the rain, IÂ’m rusted from the rain

YOU HUNG ME LIKE A PICTURE, NOW I'M JUST A FRAME
I used to be your lapdog, now IÂ’m just a stray
Shackled in the graveyard, left here to decay
Left here to decay, left here to decay, IÂ’m rusted from the rain

Go on crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain
Come on strip me of my power, beat me with your chains
AND IF I'M THE KING OF COWARDS, YOU'RE THE QUEEN OF PAIN
IÂ’m rusted from the rain, IÂ’m rusted from the rain, IÂ’m rusted from the rain

Go on crush me like a flower rusted from the rain
Come on strip me of my power, beat me with your chains
AND IF I'M THE KING OF COWARDS, YOU'RE THE QUEEN OF PAIN
IÂ’m rusted from the rain, IÂ’m rusted from the rain

IÂ’m rusted from the rain
IÂ’m rusted from the rain
Oh the sun will shine again
IÂ’m rusted from the rain