Dude, it's like... it's like when you wake up and your skin don't fit right, you know?
I mean... what do you do?
Their words don't mean nothing, man. Nothing.
Hear everything is knowing that this world ain't right for you?
Man, that's fucked. So fucked.
What kind of security blanket is faith that at the end of the day, the tunnel is blackness?
Man, we ain't all meant for greatness, I know that.
I ain't stupid, but I mean... how do you cure what to you, with each breath, equals sickness?
Maybe there is a second life, a new chance, you know?
I ain't gonna know 'til this one's through.
That's what it is.
That's where we at.
What do you know of a troubled man, who's also struggling?
Sore of this, the script he follows, but also coupled within his heart
And the lump in his throat when he swallows is hardening
And no one hearing him is what's really killing him.
So sick of the outside world
He's always staring in
He told the only girl that he loves she shoula married him
Empty was his pocket and the engagement ring that he carried
And he kept it in a locket to keep it from damaging
Though he never took it out
Out of his anger
He punched the walls with his fists
That actually made his paper
He was actin' like he's made of nothing
Loved ones should have seen it comin'
Buried deeper in his southern, knife was twisting in his stomach
He tried desperately not to desecrate his destiny
Less it be him or them
He put all his blood and energy
Plenty
Into every single step along the way
Why would he pray?
He said God wouldn't listen anyway
He tried to tell them things that they don't want to know
Although their eyes are open he thinks that they're closed
When his mother wakes up
She might have to clean up
This little mess that her boy has turned into
He tried to tell them things that they don't want to know
Although their eyes are open he thinks that they're closed
When his mother wakes up
She might have to clean up
This little mess that her baby boy has turned into
The second son
Was treated second to none
So right off the bat
He does not blame anyone
There are just some things that will never add up
If he listened to his father his dad would have said to man up
And stand up
There are things he can't touch
Or put his finger on
In other words kept them stashed up
'Til it grew into an all consuming
Looming darkness
Different tuning
There is nothing that can stop him
He's decided he's gonna do it
Gonna go through with it, and that's it
Of his sin he is conviced
Started saying his goodbyes
Giving away all his shit
Turned his cell off
Told his ex-girl off
Said good riddance to a planet he can't wait to get hell off
He'd deny it
But he already once tried it
But he couldn't get the knife to pierce the skin without crying
But this time he had a foolproof plan
To disband
He would never see his parents or get picked on again and...
He tried to tell them things that they don't want to know
Although their eyes are open he thinks that they're closed
When his mother wakes up
She might have to clean up
This little mess that her boy has turned into
He tried to tell them things that they don't want to know
Although their eyes are open he thinks that they're closed
When his mother wakes up
She might have to clean up
This little mess that her baby boy has turned into
He sits all alone in his room
Door is locked
Gun in hand
Sweaty and tremblin'
He is now not sure if he even can go through with it
Tries to find the mindset of when he's sure he was doin' it
He looks at the posters on his wall he's had since he was a kid
Now black light Led Zeppelin, and one of Jim Morrison
He puts on his favorite song
Listens hard and long
And thinks back on the details of what went so wrong
All those hardcore shows he used to go to as a kid
And I feel so alone
All a sudden don't mean shit
And all the money spent by his parents on the doctors
To try and stop the sickness
But it only got darker
Thinks to himself
Whatever's after this
Has got to be better than here
Cause this is madness
So with that he counted down from ten
And with his last breath whispered
"Goodbye and amen."
He tried to tell them things that they don't want to know
Although their eyes are open he thinks that they're closed
When his mother wakes up
She might have to clean up
This little mess that her boy has turned into
He tried to tell them things that they don't want to know
Although their eyes are open he thinks that they're closed
When his mother wakes up
She might have to clean up
This little mess that her baby boy has turned into
He tried to tell them things that they don't want to know
Although their eyes are open he thinks that they're closed
When his mother wakes up
She might have to clean up
This little mess that her boy has turned into