they take my sole
and widdle away
night by night
day by day
one day my sole will be no more
and in it's place
an empty door
my cries for help
ther'e not very loud
I'm alone
in a crowd
I'm surrounded
by enemies
They want to taunt
They want to tease
I am bleeding
They are succeding
Make me live!
Do something!
They are the ones
who want me dead
They are the ones
inside my head
and widdle away
night by night
day by day
one day my sole will be no more
and in it's place
an empty door
my cries for help
ther'e not very loud
I'm alone
in a crowd
I'm surrounded
by enemies
They want to taunt
They want to tease
I am bleeding
They are succeding
Make me live!
Do something!
They are the ones
who want me dead
They are the ones
inside my head