You made me blede inside
Stop hide and seek
It's time to face the fact

I think we reached our flatline now

What have we become?

This is human error
A bloodbath with no sense in it


So finish harassing me
You're like the perfect murder


You act with no remorse
No empathy at all
But I miss your disease


Miss your disease / it's your disease
Your game, your rules


This is my system's failure / self-destructive
A throat cut of consciousness

I'm still suffocating
It was your game, your rules
I never really got a chance to win against your mania

But listen,, $#&@ your trip!

This time you were no crack addict


Anyway, I wish you some peace of mind
Hope you can change a bit and breath for a while...