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[Verse 1] |
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Man I'm really panic'n |
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Feel'n plastic like manikin |
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So please pass me the Xanax |
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I'm just trying to feel like me again |
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Recently I've been needing reasons |
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To even get out of bed |
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The more I think the less I feel |
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?Imprisoned'd? inside my head |
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And I |
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Can't escape cause there's nowhere to run |
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Should I |
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?Should I? go right into the sun |
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I feel like |
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Giving up am I the only one |
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A matter of time |
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Til' there design will kill everyone |
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It has begun |
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[Chorus] (x 4) |
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Count Down 3,2,1 |
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It's the end of the |
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World (Destruction repeated in background) |
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Count down 3,2,1 |
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It's the end of the... |
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Please god help me |
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Please god help me |
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[Verse 2] |
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Maybe I've been trying to cope |
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All is lost |
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A loss of hope |
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I don't really care no more |
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Even since that I've awoke |
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Everything is such a joke |
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When you can see through the smoke |
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Find yourself against the rope |
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Now they got you by the throat |
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It's all just too much to bear |
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Is there anybody there |
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Can somebody hear me screaming |
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Anybody, Anywhere |
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How can I |
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Live like this |
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Close my eyes |
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Clutch my fist |
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Nervous twitch |
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I'm alive |
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Yet somehow I don't exist |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 3] |
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Nothing but an empty shell |
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My body a prison shell |
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All these thoughts surround me |
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Seclusion inside of my own head |
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All of this darkness |
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Holding me hostage |
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Repetitious nonsense |
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Every second constant |
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The ... plan ... |
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No foreign progress... |
