When the feeling is gone and the days are too long
When you’re crying for fear, of deciding wrong

When sky always grey and the suns far too bright
When you can never sleep
When you’re out every night
When you’re too nauseous to eat & too nauseous to sleep
And the evil thoughts
Begin to creep

When your tears are blood-stained and you feel lost in time
When you’re always afraid, or lusting for crime

When you’re trapped in your bed
With voices inside your head
And they’re calling your name
To keep you filled up with pain
When you’re always sleeping or instead lost in a weep
Wishing you could
Hit Ctrl Alt Delete