its the same **** again, waking up at 3pm, and a case of mayhem, mayhem, mayhem of the mind... oh, and how can it be, how can i feel so blind, and unblindfolded, all at the same time.

beauty and terror colliding, so provoking, so dividing... creating a perfect grey, a depressing disarray.

and i'm walking on the edge of black and white, of the darkness and the light, and how can i fight, when there is no wrong or right?! if i shine bright, all that would be left is to burn, burn, burn in fright.

its the same **** again, going down at 5am... at the finish line of another loop, another fail, another bail, another floop, to break out of this depressing unprogressing, possessing, and regressing stupid loop.

and than, at 4pm, its the same **** again, a little different but the same, because no i dont have any flame... no, i'm not gonna shine bright... how could i fight?!