She never sits alone at lunch
She is always followed by a bunch...

Music playing in my head
Voices telling me I should be dead...

All the time I sit back and watch
You never once realize how much you lost...

For one moment the world seems perfect
Everyone appears to be happy...

Changing your mind
You walk away...

Everyday is a war
Fighting to know more...

You are about to enter Hellsville
population 666...

Satan is knocking at my door
He is holding my hand the entire way...

I will shut you out someday
And you are going to remember everything you ever...

People from my past
Are always coming back...

They hear the word and grimace in fear
No one wants to know when it nears...