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"Hollow Shell"   12 - 11 - 03



it's six fifty seven

as i exit my dreams

only to hear the alarm clock

in my ears, it screams

telling me to wake

to shake off the z's

but i'm begging the light

to just leave me be



because i'm tired of the days

i wished so long ago to be

all done with it, away

from this life i want to be



another bowl of cereal

and it tastes the same

so milky and soggy

all so plain

every single day

it all starts like this

as i pour it down the drain

to take a piss



it's another day in school

as i listen to their lessons

but i don't hear their words

because my life is all stressin



and i just want to go away

i don't wish to be in here

i'm so tired of these days

locked in life with all my fears



it hurts so much to see you smile

all the warmth, security

that you have all to yourselves

why can't that be me again

where did it all go

i question all these things

that i will never know



so much stripped away

this life took my soul

i've dealt with so much shit this way

that i just want to run away



take me home, take me away

from this place where i'm alone

take me back, take me down

where warmth and peace surround



because i'm tired of this life

i've done all that i can

taken all the shit i have

i am no longer a man



no longer a man (x6)