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