I awaken from this cold sweat, saturated in my own contemptnNothing left but broken fragments of cherished memories once spent nI’ve screamed blue murder in futility and smashed up walls to bleed this pain away but I can’t escape from this disarray nnIncidentally I’ve already seen the worst of this and I, I can’t deny this pain inside nowhere to hide (from dusk ‘til dawn)nA sleepless winter in between tragic tales of broken glass nI’ll bathe my scars in cyanide; I won’t be coming back this timennThese sleepless nights are killing menWhat awaits me in my decrepit dreamnAversion and despondency (scarification, monotonously) nI’ve screamed blue murder in futility and smashed up walls to bleed this pain away nBut I can’t escape from this disarray nnIncidentally I’ve already seen the worst of this and I, I can’t deny this pain inside nowhere to hide (from dusk ‘til dawn)nA sleepless winter in between tragic tales of broken glass nI’ll bathe my scars in cyanide; I won’t be coming back this timennRelease me from this nightmarennIncidentally I’ve already seen the worst of this and I, I can’t deny this pain inside nowhere to hide (from dusk ‘til dawn)nA sleepless winter in between tragic tales of broken glass nI’ll bathe my scars in cyanide; I won’t be coming back this timenI won’t be coming back this time (coming back this time)