Tears at my heart, rips at my soul. Calling you out, lose control. Open your mouth, take my sin. Look at you on your knees again. . I didn't want to let you change my mind.
This is where the line is. That I've drawn across the sand. And this is where my heart aches. Unaware and in my hand. . This is where it's gone. This is where the heartache's going on.
Brick on your head. From the top of the ceiling. Urban sniper, urban killer. Won't be finished. Until you're dead. Urban sniper, urban killer. . Brick out the window, top of the head.
It's a one-horse town. One big desert. The asphalt waste. Asphalt jungle. . Beyond the threshold, beyond the threshold. . Change for the worse. Change nonetheless.
I can walk the bed of nails. I'm not the only one. But some, they cannot walk the jagged line. Callous, concentrating. For nails are sharp as lies. I run the jagged line.
I was a small-town kid with no possessions. And I was bored beyond belief. I couldn't wait to get away from nowhere. I made a plan to finally leave. .
This would be the sound of me. Looking for some kind of closure. You so sad, you just lost. The best thing you never had. . All those dreams I believed.
Get your ticket today. Make it all go away. Ticking off the world today. Make it all go away. . Take me up the top today. Make it all go away. Breaking all the rush today.
Early cloudy Sunday morning. A somber letter I did write. To let you know the status of this. Alcoholic madness, we have landed hard. . You deny that there's a problem.