Screeching parasite
through your own self addiction
You feel out of time
a mental crucifixion
Plotting no hope left
There's just this fragile shell of
Withered emptiness
Your worlds in science fiction
Sleep child take your rest
(I never knew that there was anything)
There's life before there's death
(I never felt the world revolving)
Time will heal all wounds
(I never claimed that I knew everything)
Won't you please...
Take it all away from me
Stealing precious sights
Eliminate suspicions
You feel so uptight
and life's just in remission
Running through this place
of dire circumstances
The fear you can't face
There are no second chances
Sleep child feel my pain
(I never knew that there was anything)
There's loss and there's no gain
(Will someone stop the world revolving)
Time will never die
(I never claimed that I knew everything)
Won't you please
Take it all away from me
Screeching parasite
of your own self addiction
You feel out of time
a mental crucifixion
Plotting no hope left
there's just this fragile shell of
Withered emptiness
You world is science fiction
Standing on top of the world
it's such a long long way to fall
staring through this picture cold
as if you plan to kill them all
Staring at the masses
Living out this lie
Waiting for the chances to return and make them die
Making them a number
Call them number one
An angels got to gamble but odds are better with a gun.
Better with a gun
