As the clock burns down
You foolishly think I'm unable
To see you and your every flaw
My only mistake here is letting you get to me
Your the metaphor to the hell that is this world
As I'm the bat to the blood
Stalking in your shadows
Waiting for a chance to bring you down
As we walk in a world 6 feet under
You live like you're on top of it
You're conscience hollow, your stare blank
Running blindly into the fire
Straying like a deer in the headlights
