Countless hours, turning into Countless days, a doubtful outlook Digging from my grave, that's my home actually Sick and angry for no reason, falling into Manson's thrall
Charlie's stare will draw you in A God reborn, a total clown Now the truth a five six joke or was he the one? I can't change the exposed truth God is gone and never will, never was, never has been through
Thoughts prevoke, disgusting sight If this is real or a chemical life Digging from my grave, that's my home actually Sick and angry for no reason, falling into Manson's thrall
Charlie's stare will draw you in A God reborn, a total clown Now the truth a five six joke or was he the one? I can't change the exposed truth God is gone and never will, never was, never has been through