I spend time, searching my mind, walking blindly I`m a live but I don`t know why my thoughts threat me Paranoia, fear and guilt, I hope I don`t explode I`m a bomb that ya can`t diffuse, a gun that ya can`t unload..
I don`t listen, I don`t know, man: I don`t care! You`re talking `bout all the hell you`ve seen... Man: I live there! Talk to me and it goes right through I never heard a word you said.. Save your breath `coz it`s no use: You`re talking to the living dead!
Ooh..bullet driven eyes...yeah, what can you tell me? Ooh..I`m living in a nightmare, yeah! I`m on the edge, shrinking back from the ledge Looking out my window, down upon my heritage Strip malls, thin walls, people paralyzed beneath the sun Why me, why now? I see the dirty millions and I try to survive somehow...
Got no reasons, got no needs I hear gunshots, I hear screams What can you do to me, what can you say? I used to be alive but I threw it all away I used to have problems, I used to live a lie I`ve seen the sidewalk bleed And I watched the mother cry I used to have a mind, I used to wonder why But now I go from day to day and wait around to die... ...like he did (4x)
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