Hello Darkness, back again/
In fact, let's act like I never left/
Life is conflict: love/hate impulses/
Makes me feel like I'm punching an ocean/

Heartbroken, when nothing happened/
So lonely, with people around me/
Living in the past, but it doesn't exist... anymore/
It's a lie, plus my memories are distorted/

Tampered with; call me paranoid if you want/
Schizoid, in the middle of nowhere, going up.../
Side down: mirror image time lapse fast forward/
Falling through the puddle in reverse/

Just add water to the burnt-out pile of ashes/
Drown out the alchemical reaction/
Ghost in a town full of phantom menace/
And everyday's a "gone" day; born lethargic/

I am Slothman: only learn the hard way/
Searching soul found lurking in the shadows/
Children are my sunshine in the morning/
Vampyre, under a magnifying glass, without a coffin/

Bursting into flames; the inhuman torch/
Playing with fire... but scared to touch Hell, boy/
Sin is like a horn growing out the side of your skull/
Cutting it short leaves it unresolved/

And I don't know ****, but I know the smell/
The binge/purge cycle is manic-depressive purgatory/
Stuck on a seesaw, and when I get high/
Ground Control can kiss my asphalt/

Crash my relationships; stranded in a strange land/
Foreign language, and bad reception/
No settling down: still kicking up stardust/
Prison planet bar code cell phone hand cuff.../

AND I HATE THIS SHOW/
SHOOT THE CAMERA IN THE FACE/
FADE TO BLACK/
ELEPHANT INSIDE A BIRDCAGE./

Mundane/
My memories overlap/
So I don't know what I've done yet/
Or what I'm going to do when it happens/
Again for the first/
Time is a scratched disc/
Skipping through/
Time is a scratched disc/
Skipping through, yeah/
I've got some nerve/
Oldboy, with a broken tooth/
Limping like a ****, but... my left foot/
Not in my right mind/
In the wrong/
Time is a scratched disc/
Skipping through/
Chapters/
Again for the first/
Oldboy, with a broken tooth/
Limping like a ****, but... my left foot/
Not in my right mind/
In the wrong/
Time is a scratched disc/
Skipping through/
Chapters/
Again for the first/
Smack him in the face/
Always told myself that I'd do it/
But when I saw double/
I instantly knew I would become him/
Then forgot/
The future looks a lot like the past/
I'm not present anywhere/
Skipping through, yeah/
Time is a scratched disc/
Skipping through/
Chapters/
Again for the first/
Smack him in the face/
Always told myself that I'd do it/
But when I saw double/
I instantly knew I would become him/
Then forgot/
The future looks a lot like the past/
I'm not present anywhere/
Skipping through, yeah./