Look my mind, tell me what you see, what you find Can somebody tell me what's happening time? I don't I break it down again, control these demons inside still pulling at my soul. Still for my coat, I choke and black out Without a to pump anymore oxygen out. Am I doomed on the with these ??? symptoms Cause church won't grant the dead an exorcism.
J:] Let me get two and a microphone Black rain, bloody murder spike your dome Why, I, don't why Pressure released from my head you die (Ali Baba) Empty bottles on the shelf Got this hunger and a sexual to end your health. aches (ouch) You gotta die, I'm but you gotta die.
[Chorus Come with me, right into the edge of mind standing on the edge and ready to die The is about to jump off, and I'm about to jump off, damn Then when the soul I'm a jump again.
Fall in through and passing through memories Descending into with my hands in front of me Waving and screaming, falling like a way Hell What's at the bottom? I don't But find out when I get there Hands grabbing at me, but I'm dodging all Slicing each and every wrist my hatchet as I fall And if I reach the with my life intact, I'm a right to the top and go right back and do it again.
If you can see I was thinking then no one would have to die It would be as simple as looking of my mind And through all the pressure has come to a head And I release it on the innocent and 'em for dead