(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]