Texty: Stone Sour. Voices Again.

I'm in my room
I'm biding my time
My finger's on the trigger
Committing a crime
My life is good for nothin'
And yet I don't know
I'm split decision
God, which way should I go

It's all a joke
Humanity's dead
The streets are easy pickins'
All bodies and heads
Referring to a fervor
It's hard to rise above
When you're stuck in a hole

I've been seen and I've been heard
To think like that is so absurd
And where's your concentration in a maze
I'm hearing voices again

Now I'm free
I take what I want
And no one even bothers

To bugger my hunt
A scary contradiction that you fail to believe
Of the horror and the menace
I'm about to conceive

Take my hand and mark my words
When I say it's all a blur
And can't you see I'm asking you for help
I'm hearing voices again

I've got no one to show me
No bars no wall can hold me
You think you're safe with distance
You don't know my persistence
They play with my intentions
Deceiving my perception
This is my last advance
No second chance