Vārdi: Cold. Go Away.

All the sounds around you used to play along with your torn up head
As the music seeps into you everyone was trampled dead
Everyone could see your madness slip in till it takes control
Everyone could see right through you I wish you would just go away
Go away from all the pain that made you, half as good as God taken all over in my brain.
I recall the future, take another star, make him feel the pain
For every song you ever wrote take another fucking drink
For every melody that haunts take a pill that makes you faint
For every part of you that hurts take a needle make it sting
The irony is I'm just like you a pseudo-fucking freak