I've died one million times now I'm buried in the pavement. Lying face down, everything went black before I even closed my eyes And you will never know what hate is To feel your insides burn away and want to end your life to numb the fucking pain So let

Strip it down, down, down Back to you and me like it used to be When it was an old back road with an old school beat Cowboy boots by your little bare feet Let it out, tell me right now Everything I need in them white cotton sheets Dirty dance me slow in

In a permanent state When I was a young boy I tried to listen All this noise, I'm waking up All this space I'm taking up Maybe you'll get what you wanted Maybe you'll stumble upon it Everything you ever wanted Maybe you'll know when you see it

I hate everything about you Why do I love you Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven't missed you yet Only when I stop to think about it Every roommate kept awake

Expectation is taking its toll Fluctuations are aching my soul We may never have been in love Everything you ever told me could have been a lie Stuck on thinking that there is always something to lose, or a hit from above Or a hit from above I don't need

Now this is all that we have left You were supposed to save me From myself The wall that I have built to keep you out is starting to rust Because everything around me just reminds me of us. I am an addict for dramatic, black hair and pale skin. Yet I'm

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from, the Third World son Been to many places but I'm Third world-born Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone The waters poisoned where I'm from

Everything's gonna be alright And nobody's gotta worry 'bout nothing Alright, alright Don't go hitting that panic button It ain't near as bad as you think There ain't no doubt it's gonna work out Alright (is gonna be alright), alright (is gonna be

Da da da da I feel uptight when I walk in the city I feel so cold when I'm at home Feels like everything's starting to hit me I lost bed ten minutes ago Modern guilt I'm staring at nothing Modern guilt I'm under lock and key It's not what I have changed,

The time is coming Rolling, and throwing, consoling Everything that goes this far Joking and hoping, revolting All that shit that's who you are Hoping, and scolding, revolving Peel it back, reveal the scar Loathing, exploding, controlling Tear me from