(Verse 1)

Going through the cycle, until you're fucking psycho

Holding a rifle in your own mind, with a title so vital

You will rival your idols, so delightful

A mindful of spiteful thoughts

Based from a bible that will make you suicidal

Until you're stuck and left to idle

This is the final cycle

We will get out of this spiral

My survival depends on it

My revival repents through bliss

I am entitled to start this base of denial based upon my past arrival

With a chemical recital that has brought up out my primal

Thoughts that don't stop to recycle

Like I'm spinning a bloody vinyl

Then I steal a motorcycle and become fucking homicidal

As I run every person to thе ground

The sound of ringing is all they found

That would pound and they'rе singing the song

That will write their death

With a less caressed feeling that will take you to the ceiling

Then you'll get smacked down to a point of kneeling with your

Skin dry and peeling

Never will you learn from the drugs that you're dealing

All to the masses, putting people in a cast from a blast

From falling, of a bridge and your friends were stalling

And crawling out at last from the vast broadcast

That you were harassed to jump right off that bridge

Going off the ridge your life has been bypassed

With an unsurpassed fact that you were fast

To listen to them while you glisten and grin

About how cool you'd feel if you get past the fact

That you ended up hitting a raft on the top of the river

Breaking your spine is what's delivered

Now your about to die as you shake and shiver

As you fade, ache and wither

(CHORUS)

END THE CYCLE

It is really vital

To end the path

That distracts the fact

That I will not ever last

If I keep on these benders

Surrender

To the end

Of your brutal life

Give it all up before you take another knife and end up dead

In a shed from lead poisoning

Snorting up all the codeine

Injecting all the morphine

Losing myself making my brain bleed

Indeed, it's a feeding habit

Like a fast jack rabbit, chasing after those carrots

Feelings disparaged when he becomes aware

Of the the times he was over there

On the side of the road, he just let go

When the car got to him first

(Verse 2)

It's just absurd

How a fucking doctor

Would prescribe these pills

Without thinking if it would kill

This poor fucking bastard

20 years after the fact

He's taking every shape and size of uppers

Stimulants, Dope and Jumpers

That will make you feel ill

Without a fucking line in your brain

Until you're insane

And have a bloody stroke

That's invoked by the pain

You let in your life and make you broke

From the cocaine that would take away the pain

But I think I'll die in vain from the range

Of drugs that I've done

All because you wanted just some fun

Away from the cycles that would make you feel psycho

That would make you load a rifle, go on top of the fucking Eiffel

Tower and unleash a fucking power that results in death

And you clench your chest from your depressed lungs

And You lose your breath

From the intense moment that you just created

Think of all the lives you've jaded

And faded into the dark

Now you will find no where else to park

Your narcissi tic, condescending, pessimistic, all offending

Doom impending, Hurt Intending

Pain Impending, Dark Extending ways

Will never be the same, after you've killed every single cell and create a hell

That will make pain look like the sun coming out after all that rain

Now we reap the grain and we take our reign

And we break the chain that we've contained

And start to regain and attain the strain of the chemical we've entertained

For far too long and we will now be humane

And stop the profane plain of existence

That insists that we give in to all our inhibitions

Just listen

Just listen…