I see all the faces, all the ugly faces
I'd like to kill them all, but not still hurt them all
I want to feel the knife inside, oh god don't hurt me
now
what should I do when the voices tell me to lie
Time's running out, system's falling down
Time has run out, systems will crash down
I'M LOST IN MY ROOM
CANT FIND MY WAY OUT
IT'S ALL JUST THE SAME
SHOULD I CRY OR SHOULD I SMILE
IT'S A SCHIZOPHRENIA
JUST A SCHIZOPHRENIA
VOICES IN MY HEAD,
CANT MAKE THEM STOP
IT'S A SCHIZOPHRENIA
JUST A SCHIZOPHRENIA
WHO SHOULD I BELIVE
INSIDE MY MIND?
I am waiting for something waiting for the clarity
hope strangels to survive war is our everyday life
but as time passes by battle is lost, against time
what the hell should I do, when the voices tell me to
die
Now all have been seen all is said and done to me
nothing gives the satisfaction...
now the knife is inside, wounds are open wide
I open my head for you, so look inside
So here I am, here I make my final stand
in this world full of lies, so here I stand
here where it all began, now I think I understand
there's nothing in here, nothing to hold near so be
right here