just makeing shure that im still alive xxxxxx
im haveing a night mare
and know one cares cos evrey ones sick of me
but not just sick of me but detesting me
im in a night mare
of twisting fire and flame
with a petey self hatetrid as a focol pont
with the monsters as my frends
who when my back is ternd
snivel in grops about the ponts of my life
evrey step i take is like the world moves beneth me
its got me by the balls its hiting my head agenst the wall relentlessly never giving in just…..
just what just nothing thats what it is just good night forever and let me sleep
but if i sleep ill leve….
well i cant think of aney thing that i woud