Pick a side...
Peace? Love?
Feast? Famine?
and I rape to feed my fear?
Is there anyone left to be near?
I don't know...
Feel my heart
a beaten drum
Tick, ticking away
so slow I've got no soul
I'm the only one who's dead and cold
when I drown
I can hear you grieving, yeah
Can your mind believe
what your eyes can't see
This is my pipedream
this is my end...
Sick and trite
I pick a fight...
meaningless in life
No faith my fate unfolds
Just another wound you'll never close...
stomach rot
you're not sick, you're not sick in denial
or broken on the floor
blew your chance...you can't even the score
when I drown
I can hear you grieving, yeah
Can your mind believe
what your eyes can't see
This is my pipedream
and is my end...
