A reason to believe that the future looks bleak Target Each sun that rises above my peak Your sadness not even a distraction Your sadness not even a distraction Clenched Jaw A reason to believe that the future looks bleak Target Each sun that rises above my peak I call you beautiful I'm an animal for your innocence Your sadness not even a distraction It's inherent in your beauty A maddening part of my being One I refuse to understand Always tormented by the space Between inner and outer man I lash out I do not kill I injure I do not kill I injure I live for the sound of pain I do not kill I injure I do not kill I inure Kept alive by my disdain