You tried to steal from me what you never had
Took pains to shelter me from good things-not bad
Now it's your unrelenting voice that's driving me mad
Gotta wise up
It's time to climb up and crawl right out of this place
Bots and worms
Makin me squirm
They can hear you
They can hear me
Uniforms in hot pursuit chasing after ecstasy
It leaves you dry
This cocktail you've been swallowing
You walk the street alone but you don't know who's been following
I don't wanna play-stop the game!
Gotta get back-ain't that a fact?
My brain is on a binge again and on the wrong track
I tried to hide the evidence
My poor mother found it
She caught me going hardcore surfing into madness
Could all this mayhem mean we're going straight to hell?