An empty stare, a stupid grin.nSweating palms and cold within.nDelete past calculations, adapt to a brand new breed.nSudden movements, the smell of caffeinennWon't ever see me turning the other cheek, tooth for a tooth, I want more than you lies.nWon't ever see me walking away, not forgiving, I won't admit that I'm wrong.nnCan't rid the disease, a need of release, the source will pull you under.nCan't rid the disease, a need of release, or a way to end it.nnTwitching muscles, an aching head.nBrain hurting, unable to think straight.nA great future would have been, among the lost.nAmong deceivers, like himself.nnWont ever see me...nnCan't rid the disease...