Am I still in the glum nightmare？ Or am I mere stoned？ Tiny bit of reason still remains in my right hand That power of ache will just keep me alive Can't touch nothing 'bout the world But the truth almost has revealed Then smash out the future told It's time to end these miseries Latch off my vagus nerve What color is my blood...Red, black or white？ Now I'm getting ready Oh, where are my frenemies？ If l got to lose control Will you kill me first？ Deep rooted anger still remains in my right hand That power of ache will just keep me alive Can't touch nothing 'bout the world But the truth almost has revealed Then smash out the future told It's time to end these miseries Latch off my vagus nerve What color is my blood...Red, black or white？ Now I'm getting ready Oh, where are my frenemies？ Have I gone so mad？ The pain's through my blood
