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

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

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

Everyday is a war
Fighting to know more...

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

You are about to enter Hellsville
population 666...

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

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

People from my past
Are always coming back...

Changing your mind
You walk away...

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