I awake each day, destined for failure and I keep digging myself deeper and deeper… down you’re in the land of make believe there’s none for you, it’s all for me your satisfaction’s guaranteed there’s none for you it’s all for me I’m still whoring myself the well is running a prisoner of my past and sentenced to live it over and over again…. you’re in the land of make believe
there’s none for you, it’s all for me your satisfactions is guaranteed and if at first you don’t succeed there’s none for you, it’s all for me it’s such a tangled web you weave go feed your misery go bathe in agony you’re stripped of bravery