What's your game? You wanna know. You wanna feel what ticks inside me?
Take a look, inside my head, inside my veins, run through my system!
Pin me down & look around & pick my mind.
Tell me what you find.
Find the fuse... & turn it off. Shut me down so I can catch my breath again.
Well it's not okay by me.
In spite of all the facts.
No... it's not okay by me.
I never said it was okay.
Break me down & bend my will until it gives, to see what happens if I fall flat to the ground, then would I bounce & come back stronger?
Or what if... consider this: I might be fake & overrated. Counterfeit. I hate to say: it's not for real but it's what keeps me breatin'.
And it's perfectly clear to me, that if I keep it close to me, what I embrace & hold so dear, in the end it will kill me!

Why would you listen? Cause nothing I say makes any sense.
Why should I go on? It all seems to fall at your defence. Cause it don't mean anything, like you don't need anyone. You're stuck in a pattern that goes on & on again, the same. I tried to make you see that I don't mean to be offensive, anymore than I need to be offended, but you're not listening!
Why would you listen? Apologies crumbles then they die. Why should I go on? Cause everything's fading as I try to tell you time & time again, but you're just talking', never stoppin', pausing, waiting for anyone.
Soon your motor mouth will run on empty, my ears are bleedin', my head is aching, you never shut up, you never listen to anyone.
What I say, won't matter.

Get a rope and tie it to a pole.
Get a knife and cut it into pieces.
Get a nail and pin it to the ground.
Get a brick and break the damn thing.
Get a car and run it to the ground.
Get a bag and sink it in a lake.
We have come to wreck their day & make them suffocate, all that's left to lose for them now is that last worn down nerve.
Get a rope and tie it to a pole.
Get a knife and cut it into pieces.
Get a gun and shoot it off it's feet.
Get a brick and break the damn thing.

Put my girl on the line, the morning lights are one.
They resent her sweet love, she'll throw them all out.
She leaves a rope by the door!
It's a way to keep them on their toes.
Kiss them all away for me my dear, ride in on your deathhorse and save me. I know you!
Put my girl on the line. It's cold in here and you've got black-stained teeth from chewing coal hearts. She leaves a trail of dead behind & with the morning light it's safe to go outside .
Got to find a way to kill the white horse.
Kiss'em all away with your deathblow.
Make'em go away, make it safe again.
Baby brought a gun to a knife fight.
Leave a trail of dead behind as a warning sign.
I've got to get my girl on the telephone.

I forget then regret my confessions written down.
I run my fingers across the dirt on your car to let you know...
You've burned all of the oxygen, thought you'd know this one would hurt (I've made myself)
So sick from the alcohol & I know it's gonna hurt!
You're weightless, I'm anemic, I touched your feet & kissed the ground, you quite simply destroyed the evidence to let me know.
I found myself down, under a grey cloud.

The clue to understand how to survive a broken heart is to find a substitute, something that reduces one feeling with another, preferably a more joyful one, your own personal remedy. Now most of these comes with prescriptions & can easily be bought at your local drugstore, but however, there are alternatives: like credit cards, cigarettes, liquor & TV.
Candystore, I'm floatin' round in a dream.
Candystore, I'm out shoppin' medicine.
If you're gonna choose your poison, choose well. I personally highly recommend champagne, Lady Lucks own sweat & blood. It gives me a nice buzz & a good company. I learned this trick from a princesse & and by lookin' at the alternatives, it seems quite tempting & if not, hmm... well, there's always ducttape!
I make friends with disaster, I make friends with insane. I've got a headache & I need a remedy!!
If my buzz wears out, I'll always find another one, if it goes away, I'll always find my way back home. Pull the curtains I will sip champagne here on my own... when the crowd has gone you'll see that I am not alone.

We've got to save this last ignition
to detonate our blackhearted visions
This aggression comes as salvation
Slow down!
Unleash a united frustration
You can't stop a divine intervention
Slow down!
We drop like a bomb
Detonation!
On like a storm
No hesitation!
Kill me kill me kill me kill me
kill me, my name is aggravation
drop it down drop it down
drop it down in their front yard
We are the center of the storm

Whatever happened to the plan?
I'm left alone, stuck, gun in hand
This isn't what I had in mind
Backstabbed and cornered up again
I'm dead no matter what this time
This isn't what I had in mind!
Bleed me dry!
Two-timed and drained for all I had
I've been sucked dry and left for dead
This isn't what I had in mind
It's what you get from being numb,
what goes around, comes around
This isn't what I had in mind!

I found a piece of hair in the bottom of my cup
I like the way you walk
I like to listen to you talk
It's really getting on my nerves
Disturbing images inside my head
I'm there to catch your fall if you stumble
She's about to blow a fuse and either way you're gonna loose
It's inevitable, it's the way things works
it's how it is
And every word that's said and done tends to come out fucked and wrong
It's...
I found the letter you wrote on your side of the bed
You're so sophisticated, so well articulated
Of all the pieces that you left, purgatory is certainly my favourite
I'm there to catch your fall, if you stumble
It's not what you say, but it's more how you say it
It's not what you do, but it's more how you do it!

Here I am
a man disguised to the unknown
I move around, unseen
covering my tracks
Break my bones and suck my soul
I'm coming strong on you one and all
Lay me down in a pool of rain
You'll get what you deserve my friend
I'm strong, so let it rain
I will never break down
I will never fade
Days like this
I walk silently weightless
Through where you are
I know, you have seen my reflections
I'm coming after you, for what belongs to me
I'm gonna find you, I'm gonna get it
I hear you laugh at me, that stingin' loud sound
It's ringin' in my ears, shakin' up all my fears
It's just a question of time before you figure you out & I'll be laughin' then
Laughin' real hard
I'll dig a hole in your wall of self righteousness
So when I'm coming down, I'll take it all with me

Just one more taste & I'll be fine again
More of that sweet taste of revenge
You duplicate what was mine, on your assembly line
Takin' credit for my creations
Stole every idea I've had, stole every word I've said
You duplicated my creations
So when your push comes to shove, you'll find me diggin' for more
I'll be the shovel, knee-deep in your dirt
You'll be on meltin' ground & I'll be back around
I'll be coming back for what was once mine!
Hey! I wanted you to know a thing or two about me
I'm gonna come after you & find what you stole from me
My ideas
My words
My thoughts... yeah every little single word I've ever said to you!
I am what I am & I will find you
I am what I am & I will find you
You duplicated me... you took my credit away
You stole from me for the last time that day
My sweet revenge...