My hands are shaking
My stomach is tight...

Evil is everywhere. Evil is me.
I want you dead; why can't you see...

I'm evil, I'm hated,
I'm also unloved...

Life is not a privilege,
Life is just a chore...

He's mischievous, he's curious,
He's crazy at that...

Javi is catching,
Maddox is pitching...

Death is the answer
To all that is wrong...

Hard days and harder nights
Outward cheer masks inward fights...

I wrote this for Chris.
I guess I was wrong...

I'm sitting in the dark
I'm contemplating death...

A sleeping girl, A sad disgrace
A dirty mind, an ugly face...

Blowing things up,
And burning things down...