suicidal dreams are keepin me from sleepin away
into slumbers cuz i see homicidal fiends peepin the day
i try to flee around way but they're on back slowin me down
screamin theres no sound they're holdin me hellbound
like hostage with snipers on the roof ready shoot
but i cant handle the truth even tho they show me proof
that im trapped inside i try to flap my wings and fly
nothin good's left like the whole choir singing has died
they fling me aside im in a corner by myself dying
if u start cryin they'll have ur heart fryin without sighing
no hesistation they'll be quick to leave u in desolation
like u died on the spot on the desk that u facin
dont test 'em or they'll lace u up kinda like a mummy
no days are sunny if u see a ray it'll be quick and runny
try to obtain it but its just an illusion creatin insanity
relayin profanity comin back to u with Satan clamaity