I was spending my time in the doldrums,
I was caught in a coldrun of hate,
I felt persecuted and paralyzed,
I thought that everything else would just wait.
While you are wasting your time on your enemies,
Engulfed in a fever of spite,
Beyond your tunnel vision,
Reality fades like shadows into the night.
To martyr yourself to caution,
Is not gonna help at all,
Cause there'll be no safety in numbers,
When the "Right One" walks out of the door.
Can you see your days brightened by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a World of Isolation,
While the Ivy grows over the door.
So I opened my door to my enemy,
And I asked could we wipe the slate clean,
But they tell me to please go and fuck myself,
You know you just can't win!
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