[Verse 1: Madrox]
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This isn't a road
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To the bottomless pit of my soul
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Becoming half of the better damaged portion of what's whole
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Some call it sick, deranged, insane
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And sometimes I prefer it
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Rather that to be just labeled this plain
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And play like some disfigured chess piece in life's corrupted game
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Feel the sorrow
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Life reached
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And so, accepting youth
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Still wanting to grow and just let go
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But the grips from the fingertips
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Of insanity's overbearing hold
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Feels airtight
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As if I need the jaws of life
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To come and cut me out the darkness
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In an effort to shed light
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From the subject
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To the public
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The world can live without me
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Still feel blessed inside to speak my mind
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And hoping they never doubt me
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And through death
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Hoping they remember
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And never ever will they ever forget about me
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And if I'm resurrected
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Second coming of second life
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Second chance to know about me
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An insight to my own sight
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Tell God: You'll see
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[Hook: Dominic]
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If I was just sane
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As the rest of you little robots
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Then I prefer to be shot
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Induce me with the pain
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Shoot venom in my veins
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Cause you don't know my story
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No, you don't know my story
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There's really nothing for me
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So in the end is glory
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[Verse 2: Monoxide]
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Feel like an 8 by 10 and a 5 by 7
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I'm in the wrong frame of mind
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And I wish my indiscretions had a warning sign
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But I get by
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And that's a lie
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But I gotta refuse to let em' know
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That on the line in which I ride
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I choose to break away
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Wanna bring it back
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That which you take from me
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Even if it means I gotta go to war with everyone
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Who wanted to end my little bit of everything
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Guess I'm too mad or too sad to say
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I was born in a city
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But now I'm living in a confused state
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That's full of decay like a toothache
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They tried to pull me out but it was too late
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Now I'm a product of a brand new hate
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I'd rather die than be what you say
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Living a lie to let the truth hang
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Individualize me like a new game
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Well the rest of ya'll just sit there and get faded
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[Hook: Dominic]
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If I was just sane
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As the rest of you little robots
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Then I prefer to be shot
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Induce me with the pain
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Shoot venom in my veins
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Cause you don't know my story
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No, you don't know my story
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There's really nothing for me
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So in the end is glory
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[Verse 3: Caskey]
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I'm drowning in a pool of my surroundings
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I put this knife to my Adam's apple
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And starting it back
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Let's count down from 10
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I'm a tie that rascal
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Fleeting from the lines
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An acid jackal
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Shackles all on my palms
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Because psychedelic trips gone bad
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(In me)
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Recollections of my pissed off dad
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Sitting in the pathfinder
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And I still ain't found shit but
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All silhouetted pieces of me with my wrist cut
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And I wish you well
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Hell, I was bullied by the minotaur
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School with a crew
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With a toolie
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Inside a rental car
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You don't learn from God inside a seminar
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But you hear about the devil every which way you turn
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Perhaps we were made to burn in hellfire
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And I desire to be stronger
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With the songs that I sing
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Go ever somber in this life of mine
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Memoirs of the suicidal
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I guess my father is my truest idol
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Gone
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[Hook: Dominic]
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If I was just sane
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As the rest of you little robots
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Then I prefer to be shot
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Induce me with the pain
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Shoot venom in my veins
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Cause you don't know my story
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No, you don't know my story
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There's really nothing for me
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So in the end is glory
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The Deep End
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Twiztid |