Can't you see baby, that I'm insane
Thinkin it'll be different but the result remains the same
Broken hearts and broken dreams is all I see
I've accepted my fate as a never ending tragedy.
All in vain, I crave the pain
Embrace the bleeding as I rise again
But back to the ashes I'll be eventually
The cycle continuing, proving my insanity.
Depression over passion, hatred over reason
God give me something that I can believe in
That's what I scream from the top of my lungs
Gettin the pipe ready, it's time to get spun
Tying the noose tighter and tighter
Just trying to get a little bit higher.
Can't you see baby, that I'm insane
Thinkin it'll be different, but the result remains the same
Hit and release, watch the blood flow
Mind starts to race as I let my soul go.

For so long this has been my home
now I'm broken and bruised and all alone
a split decision, a second in time
determines my fate, find Nirvana or die

Livin day to day is not the way to stay sane
I should know the bottle doesn't heal
I've been at it for 18 hundred and 28 days, straight
that's a lot of poison and it goes right to the brain
the pain, I can't feel it, it's insane

And round and round I go, again and again
failure after failure like it wasn't a sin
unpredictable as fire, desire
I just wanna get higher and higher

I know I should stop this, it's crazy, absurd
I'm disturbed, I need help with the cure
my body may be here but my mind is gone
so long to this path, another has begun

Don't **** it up this time, don't dare ***** it up
gotta keep your head high and don't be tough
follow your heart, you know it the best
and you know it will lead you to your greatest success

I fiend to be clean
My envy shines of the brightest green
To purge this virus, this disease
This curse that clings to me
To be normal is what fills my dreams
Able to love someone who loves me
Without shame or misery
The opposite my history
Lies and pain my biography
Why do I insist living this day to day
Nightmare of ***, drugs, and alcohol
When I know **** well it's gonna fail in every way
Purity is not what I see, it's not me
That word should not be in my vocabulary
Failure is at my core, disappointment is what's in store
A scull and crossbones my sign
Compelled to cross the lines
With poison in my blood, heart starts to race
Eyes dilated as I face my fate
It floods my vision in this head on collision
Once again placing me in position for victory
Maybe this will be the fatal wound that finally kills the fiend.