I know I'll never walk again with you
Never gonna fly as high as I did
There is no comfort to be found in my eyes
My arms are cold and numb
Look inside and all you see is pain and lies
I'm not afraid anymore
Now is the time to seek the final adventure
I have passed the point of conversation
In my life I have said and done a great many things
Very little am I proud of
I've been dead and cold for years now
Seems it's time for my body to catch up
I don't know when I lost my will
I do know that I'm sick of the pain
The pain I suffer and cause
There is little if anything left for me here
All I am is a mask
A sideshow for the amusement of the audience
This sick sad puppet is yours no more
My strings are cut as I lay lifeless in the corner of the room
The painted smile has chipped and cracked
Now the world sees what lies beneath
Let them see
Maybe they'll look inside themselves more often
I always wanted to leave a mark on the world
The mark I leave is a gaping wound
Soon to be a jagged scar on a falsely beautiful face
Some things in this world have no explaination or excuse
My life is one such thing
I've burnt myself at both ends for too damned long
Some would call this desperation
I prefer to call this a solution...