Zaned People

Lyrics

Well, you can beg and plea Yes, you can beg and plea - for the end Give me, please Give me your inside out Give me, please Dissatisfaction, a chemical imbalance Nails graze the hands, not the feet Immediate reaction Every glance a new horror in willing suffocation Neck twisted, new cadence, not missing a beat Tread water/slow footsteps - there is no season of birth I am out on a limb which is brokеn, hanging Abundance of nightmares, my last words I shall fuck myself to dеath I shall fuck myself to death I shall fuck myself to death I will choke on my own breath So says the wise man, the blind man God devil, god devil, god damn the hand that feeds me I am waiting, I've waited Ever waiting for the end You're sparing me, keeping me inside Keeping me inside, it's me inside No room to hide You're sparing me, keeping me inside Keeping me inside, it's me inside No room to hide You're sparing me, keeping me inside Keeping me inside, it's me inside No room, no room, no room, no room to hide Open up and stick up I said Pick up on your own insides There are flames that melt the air Zaned people left to dare Everyone out! Every doubt ever pondered Every thought ground to dust I must, I must I must trust the distrusted Mistrusted element of life My eyes have seen the light Have chosen darkness, prefer the darkness Find peace in darkness...sometimes This world holds no image of the truth No semblance to those truly living I am outside myself, beside myself with grief Signs of disaster, they follow me, follow me Self-inflicted wounds I know best And the rest inside rotting, forgotten Yet I am free You're sparing me, keeping me inside Keeping me inside, it's me inside No room to hide You're sparing me, keeping me inside Keeping me inside, it's me inside No room to hide You're sparing me, keeping me inside Keeping me inside, it's me inside No room, no room, no room, no room to hide Give me, give me please Give me please your inside out, inside Give me, give me please Give me please your inside out, inside, inside I mend, I bend shattered fragments The dream has not stopped Has not stopped, will not stopped Stop, stop! The child is awake, pushed from the womb Warm welcome, medicinal freedom, false entrance Doors blocked, bolted Molten figures of the dead I have buried the child Long forgotten this grave memory In solemn sentence, the end must end And so the world is flat, retracted Fractured to the eyes of thieves Or those who believe I am sacred, I am crowned I am bound by the robes of freedom I bequeath the dream to those who still feel it And God's eye is as one with Satan's In the twinkling of the eye, the dream is born Dreams carry death in bloodstream awareness Fear not, for death is but a dream