Sometimes living in a world like this, it’s pretty hard not to go insane. Not pretty if you don’t comply. Pretty easy if you don’t complain. Stand there like you don’t feel pain; no tears in the face of defeat. Pretend to the end that you don’t feel change. Don’t admit that your faith is weak. Don’t say that you feel like dying; life’s hard and it feels like diamonds. Your home’s just far too gone, much too late to even feel like trying.

Can’t understand what I’m saying? Can’t figure out what I’m implying? If you feel you don’t want to be alive, you feel just how I am.

I’m on the dark side, and you can’t come find me. How? When it’s light all around you, but it’s dark inside? No winner when it’s me against me,
one of us ain’t gonna survive.

My heart’s been broken for awhile…yours is the only one keeping me alive.

This world’s such a fucked up place.
My mind’s such in fucked up shape.
This world’s such a fucked up place.
My mind’s such in fucked up shape.

There’s only two ways out of here…

One’s through the door…the other’s through me.