(And there’s these terrors and it's like

it feels like if somebody was gripping my

and these terrors

and it feels like

and it feels like if somebody was gripping my throat, tremors?

They're not tremors they're worse than tremors

they're they're these terrors

They're not tremors they're worse than tremors

they're they're these terrors

and it feel like if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing

and...

and it feel like if somebody was gripping...)

Some say now suffer all the children

And walk away a savior

Or a mad man and polluted from gutter institutions

Don’t you breathe for me.

Undeserving of your sympathy

'Cause there ain’t no way that I’m sorry for what I did

And through it all.

How could you cry

For me

'Cause I don’t feel bad about it

So shut your eyes

Kiss me goodbye

And sleep

Just sleep

The hardest part is letting go of your dreams

A drink for the horror that I’m in

For the good guys and the bad guys

For the monsters that I’ve been

Three cheers for tyranny,

Unapologetic apathy

'Cause there ain’t no way that I’m coming back again

And through it all.

How could you cry

For me

'Cause I don’t feel bad about it

So shut your eyes

Kiss me goodbye

And sleep

Just sleep

The hardest parts

the awful things that I’ve seen

(Sometimes I see flames

and sometimes I see people

that I love dying

and we...) [x3]

Just sleep [x6]

(screaming) wake up!...[x5]