Action! I'm just sick. I'll hang myself. Action! Time, you know, time has come. I'm going to blow my brains out. I'm a total fanatic, probably controlled by the supernatural somewhat. But in reality, I'm here. I'm here in the physical world. I was woken up when I stopped breathing. The weak things used to be symbols. I wish I was still. I'm now trapped in walls. Keep me alive. Life is more than a word. A way of life. You're on your own. Nobody cares a fuck about you. Or me. Nobody cares a fuck about you. Love, hate, couple, smiling children, burning on me. Fills me with lost sympathy. The way you make it seem to find what is to come. Unborn, lost now. Death, uncertain, let me go. Life is more than a word. A way of life. You're on your own. Nobody cares a fuck about you. Or me. You fuckers. Death, uncertain, let me go. I'm ruined. I'm ruined.