Слова: Think I´m thrown of reason and reality Cut myself and scream for their insanity Wake up to this nightmare that will never end Main attraction of this twisted master plan
Trust nothing but pain to get me through the daze Sleep with one eye open not to be their prey Fist against my face they bring me to my knees The pressure's crushing down so hard I can't break free
When I can feel my skin crawl When I'm about to crack The hunger for revenge gives me strength to stand
I will be your deadman With nothing but this blood on my hands Stuck in your wonderland I just want to make you bleed like me
Everyday goes by without a second thought Living in a perfect and controlled project A puppet of their sick perversion's appetite Will I be trapped inside this hell until I die?
So what if no one cares Enough to make a change I give my bleeding heart out for one reason
I will be your deadman With nothing but this blood on my hands Stuck in your wonderland
I want to make you bleed just like me So make me your deadman With only poison in my veins
Stuck in your wonderland Stagnated by the passivity I'm gonna make you bleed like me