Nothing Lyrics - Stomp 442 - Anthrax

It's difficult for me to get a grip on what you mean 

When you stick your fingers in your ear and create another scene 

You always step into the traps set perfect in your path 

Busy going crazy over whose knife's in your back 

Dive inside your blackest stare 

The one that's saving do you date 

Screaming that you're scared 

You the tallest soul 

With the shortest self-esteem 

Painted as the victim 

Who's split between the beams 

It doesn't seem to matter 

It's nothing 

Dead a dream is dying 

It's nothing 

Best friend I never had 

Play me to the point of pushing me too far away 

I can only say whatever, ambivalent to your game 

You can pretend to the mirror, it's the lie you tell yourself 

And I won't walk on eggshells that's a dance for someone else