作曲 : David Alexander Echols They say: "Love is deception; conception" Oh, yeah, I reckon Affection trapping us deafens the intellection I know the feeling of being lost in direction The tension of my depression Attention to my compression, ah We can't suppress all the feelings of apprehension And so we fill up the emptiness with expenses No need to try and defend it He tries and tries to pretend that he isn't trying to end it He isn't tired of living You feel me? Trapped in my head, rather be dead Because I'm nugatory Counting my sins, will I get in? Stuck in a purgatory Love is a foe, yeah I should know I'll tell me allegory You can choose hate, or you choose love What is your category? Tell me now what is your category? Different choices that I've had before me They tell me that it be statutory They tell me that it be mandatory I don't know where I can go and be right because it's all the same Like I can't, I'm sorry Please let me go, please let me go Because I can't, I'm sorry.. Please save me Please save me Oh, no, no Please save me Please sa- Do it (Gunshot) .