Trying not to do
Anything funny
Until I reach home

Forgive me if I
Don't talk to you.
I just don't want to
Talk when I'm
Angry...

I live right down the street
To the only mental asylum
In our nation
And sometimes I wonder

Is that a sign?

Oh please,
Just don't bother about me tonight.
My thinking's just *******
And my brain all wrecked...
Oh please,
Just don't bother about me tonight.

It's dangerous
He'd hurt her
But she doesn't want you to hurt
He's right, don't want to
Hurt her now do you
You know why I can't!
But...
*Come on, come on...



Oh, who to bring out?

**** it,
I was almost happy with
You not existing...

I feel so lost
Without those
Layers upon
Layers upon
Layers of
Masks and
Masks and
Masks and
Masks.
I feel extremely
*Vulnerable

Tonight is a
Good night to
Die.

Oh Frank...
If only you didn't
Put me in bed so early,
Why didn't you ask
If she was okay?

But I can't exactly
Blame you
For even I
Wouldn't know
What to do.

Tonight,
The streets have fallen
Silent

Only the fan is
To be heard,
That is,
The fan and
The million voices

Why can't I
Shake off this feeling of
Impending doom?
Like something's happened
To someone or something,
Perhaps it's going to,
Perhaps it's already happened.
What is it?
What is it?
What is it?

This is the
First time
I cry in the morning
Like this.
What is it?
What's wrong?
Why do you suddenly weep?
There's absolutely
Nothing,
Nothing,
Nothing...

Oh please
Let me not
Be another of
Your burdens

One in the morning and
They're still screaming

I reread
Over and
Over again

That conversation

And I just wonder:
What the hell
Am I?