I am not a criminal

Do you want my head on a pike?
Do you want a stake through my heart?
Should I just hang up the mic?
Should I just give up my art?
Now I’m the victim, I’m the crime
I’m still the one who does the time
I’m not what you see but I still let it get to me
You only paid attention at my crucifixion
Now I know my role

You wanna lock me up and throw away the key

But I’m not a criminal
But if you push me, I can be
I am not what you think you see
Unbreakable, unbreakable
Unbreak . . . break . . . Unbreakable
Now you know I’m unbreakable, unbreakable
Now you know I’m unbreak . . . break . . . unbreakable

Now I’m my own master, my own slave
My own love for my own hate
Fuck Jekyll, fuck Hyde
I keep them inside
Until I need a song so you’ll sing along
You’re going to pay attention
At my resurrection
Now you know my role
I’m a savage with self-control
You wanna lock me up and throw away the key

But I’m not a criminal
But if you push me, I can be
I am not what you think you see
Unbreakable, unbreakable
Unbreak . . . break . . . Unbreakable
(Now you know I’m) unbreakable, unbreakable
(Now you know I’m) unbreak . . . break . . . unbreakable

You want to paint me
Show me in the wrong light, wrong light
There’s no coming back
From what you can’t make right, make right

Unbreakable, unbreakable
Unbreak . . . break . . . Unbreakable
(Now you know I’m) unbreakable, unbreakable
(Now you know I’m) unbreak . . . break . . . unbreakable