Texty: Suicidal Tendencies. Join The Army. No Name, No Words.

I close my eyes, yet I still see
I cannot hide from what's inside of me
I hear my thoughts but they're not clear
And now I tremble with fear

No one can tell me what's sane
You see the tears I cry
But you can't feel my pain

No title can classify me
I'm a person with feelings
A number I refuse to reveal

Don't try to live my life
You cannot talk for me
Now I'm on the brink
Brink of insanity

Sometimes I stare into space
I try to think about another place
With happiness I see
I'll find a place for me and find some sanity

Sometimes I look at you
And I wonder what will I do
Will my mind stay intact?
How will I react, will I do any harm to you?

Open my eyes but I can't see
Maybe the hatred has blinded me
There's not a sound, yet I still hear
Now the pain is so clear

No one can tell me what's sane
You see the tears I cry
But you can't feel my pain

No title can classify me
I'm a person with feelings
A number I refuse to reveal

Don't try to live my life
You cannot talk for me
Now I'm on the brink
Brink of insanity

Sometimes I stop to think
Or maybe my thinking just stops
Don't matter anyway, no one hears what I say
I'm on the brink of insanity

Well, I know him but not his name
Yet everyone ain't not the same
Play with the cards I'm dealt, worse I never felt
I'm playing a sick man's game