Patiently we watch and wait,nAs demons coincide and congregate,nAbout everything you stand fornAnd all the things you live for.nSo pack your bag and hide your gun inside,nAnd tell yourself everythings alright,nBecause youre going to hell for the weekend,nI hear its great this time of year.nnDont look back theres no use,nThese times will haunt you forever,nTearing out your eyes,nTo try to hide images,nembedded in your mind,nCreated on the fatal night.nnNow youre spending all your time,nWishing on these shooting stars,nPraying to correct your crime.nnSo this is what we live for,nThis is why were here,nDoctor doctor please take away this medicine,nHes sicker than he ever was before.nnThis bottle clearly states,nDo not over use hes highly unpredictable.nNow tell me whats that on your breath?nYou reek of cheap perfume and sex.nSo tell me is it worth it,nto stay up late at night wishing on every falling star?nnBegging for these answers,nAnd theyre falling short of anything,nI can hold close to my heart.