Yeah I get it You're an outcast. Always under attack. Always coming in last Bringing up the past. No one owes you anything. I think you need a shotgun blast A kick in the ass So paranoid. . . Watch your back!! Oh my here we go... Another lose cannon gone bi-polar Slipped down couldn't get much lower. Quicksand's got no sense of humor. I'm still laughing like hell. You think that by crying to me Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe You've been infected by a social disease. Well then take your medicine. I created the Sound of Madness. Wrote the book on pain. Somehow I'm still here To explain That the darkest hour never comes in the night. You can sleep with a gun. When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself? I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality If there's an afterlife Then it'll set you free. But I'm not gonna part the seas You're a self-fulfilling prophecy. You think that crying to me Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe You've been infected by a social disease. Well then take your medicine. I created the Sound of Madness. Wrote the book on pain. Somehow I'm still here To explain That the darkest hour never comes in the night. You can sleep with a gun.When you gonna wake up and fight... I created the Sound of Madness. Wrote the book on pain. Somehow I'm still here To explain That the darkest hour never comes in the night. You can sleep with a gun. When you gonna wake up... When you gonna wake up and fight... I created the Sound of Madness. Wrote the book on pain. Somehow I'm still here To explain That the darkest hour never comes in the night. You can sleep with a gun. When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself? When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself? When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself? When you gonna wake up and fight...