: (Anthrax) Shut up, don't pass the blame The same god-damn thing Just the name's have changed On the day you were busted you forgot the line Don't
: (Anthrax) I'm out to mix it up and change my complexion To coat the feelings and cure my depression A shot of petrol is my bonafide method To lose
: (Anthrax) Do it, drive it, drink it, smoke it Choke it Two steps forward One hundred steps back We're going the wrong way It's backwards, it's backwards
: (Anthrax & Rich Ross) I want to be part of the program I want to be part of the whole damn thing I say, minimum effort, maximum gain From the inside
: (Anthrax) It's difficult for me to get a grip on what you mean When you stick you fingers in your ear and create another scene You always step into
: (Anthrax) I try to imagine the best place I've been Can I go back again? Open my eyes, what was no longer exists, I can't go back again I like to
: (Anthrax) Killing myself Someone said the fix is in Killing myself Once again, once again Over easy Burnt, my mind is overdone Life's a jigsaw Why
: (Anthrax) Standing on some dotted line Reacting to the hands of time A circumstance that I've been fed Leaving questions in my head Find the space
: (Anthrax) I've changed by staying the same What does it mean to be different? You've changed, faced from the start Tell me, an alternative to what
: (Anthrax) The cracks are showing, on my face I didn't think that I was, that old my story is I weathered every storm I, pulled it through Falling
: (Anthrax) I'm standing on a ledge cold and naked Will someone come and offer me their help Sometimes I forget my medication Sometimes I forget to
I try to imagine the best place I've been Can I go back again? Open my eyes, what was no longer exists I can't go back again I like to pretend that nothing
Standing on some dotted line Reacting to the hands of time A circumstance that I've been fed Leaving questions in my head Find the space that was left
Killing myself, someone said the fix is in Killing myself once again, once again, over easy Burnt, my mind is overdone, life's a jigsaw Why can't I find
I'm out to mix it up and change my complexion To coat the feelings and cure my depression A shot of petrol is my bonafide method To lose control and get
I?m standing on a ledge cold and naked Will someone come and offer me their help? Sometimes I forget my medication Sometimes I forget to pray I?ll make
I want to be part of the program I want to be part of the whole damn thing I say, minimum effort, maximum gain From the inside out it all looks the same
It's difficult for me to get a grip On what you mean When you stick your fingers in your ear And create another scene You always step into the traps
