Watch those idiosyncrasies
Watch all the idiots fall on me
Running out of ways to
get outta the way
Take another shot just
to stay the same
But I need some balance — Back it off
Fill your lungs 'til it makes you cough
Tell me everything's
gonna be alright
'Cause I don't think
I'll make it through tonight
The only way — Is all the way
Oh — my — God
It's judgment day and I'm not prepared
Everybody out there's running scared
So — Take a little bit off the top
I don't care, just make it stop
I won't give another soul… to you
I won't give another life… to you
You have to stop
Stop!
Do one thing and say something cryptic
but the styles always clash
One thing I know for sure
The hypothetical
won't work anymore
One wrong move and they will pound!
My nails are tight inside my wrists
This sacrament is sacrilege
and sentimental
Deity experimental —
Faith is accidental
I won't give another soul… to you
I won't give another life… to you
I won't give another thought… to you
I won't give anymore of my hope…
to you