I wage war
That's never been seen before
Is sanity worth fighting for?
I'm not really sure

Insanity?
A calamity?
I call it individuality!

Who is Society
To create this hypocrisy?!?
It seems like such a tragedy
To waste such ingenuity
To dull the creativity

I wake as your  friend                                     You wake as my lover
I speak as your lover                                       You speak as my friend
I act as your possession                                   You are my possesion
I rebel as your cover                                        A means to an end
I hurt for your compassion                             You live for my acceptance
I injure for your respect                                  Though it's never been withheld
I confide for your emotion                              You crave my direction
I give and you collect                                      Never will you rebel

This is madness                                               This is Sparta
This is insanity                                                This is the price of exellence
I can't be everything for you                          I am your everything
You can't be everything for me                     I am magnificence
You treat everyone the same                         I am fair and righteous
As a friend, yet as a lover                              And yet you seek more
And it's a cruel, cruel game                          Dare you grow capricious
From your twisted love, no one recovers     You'll become one I abhor

I am done                                                       You are confused
(I am never done)                                          And I will not calm you
I am sick                                                        As I am amused
(But I'm not tired)                                         As I drop little clues  
I will run                                                        You'l­l never leave me
(I won't run)                                                  But I'll abandon you
Because I love you                                        You'll always need me
(A better word is 'desire')                             And I'll never need you

Let me go!                                                    My grip is vice-like
(But you're not holding me)                       I'm not ready to let you go
Bring me back!                                            If I lose you, 'my dear'
(But I never left)                                          I must find yet another 'beau'
Love me only!                                             And I've not the time to put effort
(But you love equally)                               In little minions like you
Push me away!                                          I've not a care to give for
(Or bridge this rift)                                    You insects I never knew

Please, disappear                                       I am your torture
One day you'll understand                      But I am your salvation
That the twisted way you love                 I am your executioner
Could coax death from any human        And I am your redemption
Please, disappear!                                     You'll wish me dead forever
Though I'll weep when you're gone        You'll wish me dead I know
I know sanity will return                          And you'll wish yourself deader
And I'll eventually move on.                    *When away I finally go.

My legs cut through the air like a scythe as this pendulum swings
Lyrics decapitate your pride like a king in a guillotine
Emotions will fly left and to the right while remaining unseen
Some are delightful but others are as black as my jeans
I can never really tell if my mind is getting better
When all the time I can't even decide if I'm sweating or I need a sweater
So burn all these letters and leave the past behind
But even that can't fix my troubled little mind
Still having those delusions
Not making any friends
With demons and illusions
That want my life to end
Torn between reality
And who I should be and who I want to be
I'm just done with society
And all of it's conformity
Done with all the tools and fakes and it just takes everything out of me to not treat them so badly and start some ****** anarchy  
So allow me to just swing life away on this beautiful day to the beat of my own drums and rhythm in my ears with the lyrics from my past that just bring me right to tears
And allow me to close my eyes and swing to and fro
No longer in control of which direction I will go
Will I jump to the sky and wave my past goodbye
Or will I fall to the ground just because I enjoy the sound
Addicted to the misery that I once I had
Listening to every ******* lyric that makes me mad
So allow me to grit my teeth and sway all about
Trying my best with people around not to scream and shout
Because when my music talks to the voices, who knows what darkness will come out
So I get off and leave because I can no longer breath
With those words crawling up my spine and right down my sleeves
Seeing becomes believing as I start heading home
My old friends never like for me to travel alone....

It's raining, it's storming
The tools are conforming
Society will be the death of me
Please pills, don't let me wake in the morning
It's sleeting, it's snowing
Their plastic smiles are glowing
Put your make up on, dignity gone
Make sure your "made in China" tag isn't showing
Its windy, the sun is shining!
Their ignorance is blinding!
No hope for mankind, I've lost my mind
There is no silver lining

"He who makes a beast out of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man."

Wake up to the roar of the sirens
Down on the ground a poor corpse is lying
Here comes the ambulance all in a rush
Because just like  gravity all he needed was a push
Now he wakes up but not at the golden gates
No one's showing up; maybe God was late
But when he finally came it was Satan instead
"Sir it does appear that your *** is dead!
But don't worry your poor little mind *** youre not to blame
It was me who had you like a puppet. You were playing my game!
So now if you'd gladly give me your soul, I have for you a new purpose. Yes, a new role! Since you have such a fixation with Death how bout for a day I let you be him yourself! You won't be wearing any tarnished old robes. You'll look like your normal self as "normal" goes. You'll happily slay all who've betrayed you. All of the souls that have misguided and played you. When I'm all full and are satisfied with my feast, I'll let you off free. I'm not that much of a beast! I'm really quite a nice guy now go have some fun. I'll let you know when your job is done."
Out of hell the young man had risen
Scythe in hand it was time for some SINNIN'

Pills, pills for the mentally ill
The more you take, the worse you'll feel
So down the hatch
Yep down your throat
Very soon you'll be wearing this coat
A hug me jacket tarnished in white
With buckles and straps wound so tight
But for now some side effects I wrote
Down here on this pretty little note
Increased thoughts of suicide
And harsh voices to which you can't hide
Nausea, drooling, and anxiety too
And whoever seems to be "after you"
We'll put you to sleep
You won't make another peep
Strap you to a cozy bed where you'll slumber
Pump you till you're as cool as a cucumber
To which we'll add you to our lovely garden
No ifs, buts, or beg your pardons
What's the matter?
You seem unwell
You're as mad as a hatter
This I can tell
So don't start a spell
Don't start a clatter
We'll pick up those pieces to which your mind has shattered
Just take this pill
In fact why not stay
You're better off here anyway!