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...
