Ohhh this pain has got to stop
Rip it out it's just to much
It's white hot
But cold to the touch
I don't care if it's my heart or my soul
It's just got to go I don't care if it leaves a hole
It might be my brain
All that gray matter
Either way it's a strain
I think I'm gonna shatter
I can't take it any more
Can't you see the fall
Can't you see me lying on the floor
Can't you hear my call
Everytime you open the door
You keep banging my head
But just keep stepping over me
Never hearing what I've said
You just keep that look of glee
As I lay here and bleed
For truth is crimson red
All those demons that you feed
That alone should fill you with dread
That karma will soon be coming for you
And for once I'll be the one laughing
For your demons will pursue
And you'll be the one that's cracking