• <Ive had enough, I feel iv'e done far too much,
    you know if looks could kill i'd sew my own eyes shut.
    I'm tearing down the walls that i worked so hard to build
    cuz in this world it's so hard to even tell whats real.
    static reactons leave me back in automatics
    as i try to interact with all the fallen fanatics,
    I pack a 45 magnum, protect myself with a handgun
    and i try to think straight as these bullets come undone.
    steady ring through the streets, but nobody believes me,
    but the second someone sees me they'll be ready to kill me.
    An open casket funeral with nobody in it,
    try to calm down, youll be dead in a minute.
    all this reminescence driving me INSANE
    take a few pills and wash out the BLOODSTAINS
    overlapping principals a steady attack and
    and try to tell myself that none of this could've happened
    another day will come and go,
    we seem to all be fading oh so
    slightly now so sudden, so subtle
    as I leave a trail of blood up to the light at the end of the tunnel.>