My hands are full of splinters
My spit is full of blood...

Who the hell is this in front of me
Antagonist of my own story...

Cutting me, cutting me to pieces
Cutting you, with paper and with secrets...

We walked along the boardwalk
We walked along the sand...

I'm aware that
All this chaos makes you unnerved...

I wait in here for the morning sun
I wait, can't move, no strength, all sores...

Having a good time tonight
Having a great time, the best time...

Breaking down from time to time
Like a schizophrenic...

So tell me why did God make the stars come out...
The man in the moon smile as I bask here within...

I am your last second
The moment for your escape...

The monsters are due out on Maple Street tonight
They gather around in their circles jeer and fight...

Keep moving fingers
We're running out of time...