There's something creeping around my bed walking over

My covers resting on my head

Figured I'd give my shoulders a rest and focus on the stabbing deep inside my chest

Then maybe I'd get some sleep tonight

Cause being woke don't always feel right

Sit up in an empty room

Strike up a conversation with a ghost or tow

If you find your heartbeat make sure its strong and steady

Let the rhythm be the one thing to destroy your instincts

In every back alley you'll find a man who pleads for a chance to prove he ain't a product of his own irony

If you buy what he sells you'll take a tased of pure hell knocked out for the next eight decades

Wake up passionate about something else

It took one thread to unravel everything

I'm standing on the strand hoping to balance the blame when they follow it back to me

I took my family name left it out in the rain

Forty days and nights couldn't remove the stains

I heard about your state

Read about it when the courier came

But you can't be surprised by thunder when you're struck by lightening

I heard about you on the news today

Extra extra see nothings changed

Spitting on the infection won't cure the pain

How do you exorcise whats in your DNA

My demons won't leave but they seem contained

But goddamn I wish I could change

I stole your family name

Put it up on display

Making goddman sure no one forgets who you became