Metal

I can't look at a mirror
Can't see my own face
No matter how I look at it
Life's no journey, it's a chase

To grip my own emotions
And get my head on straight
I've lost my fucking fingers
And my mind is gonna be raped

I'll curl up in a ball
And let the world pass by
Nobody ever cares anymore
Or even asks me "Why?"

I'll listen to my metal
And let the CD play
While gray tears fall from my face
No one will be in my way

I'll pick myself up
From the dirty floor
And I'll look you in the eye
What you want you fucking whore?

I won't take this shit
No more, no more, no more
No more lying there
On that dirty floor