Quiet, I'm thinking it's kind of difficult
I can't hold up the conversation
It's difficult to sympathize
My need to resuscitate intensifies
Inside I crumble, perishing, intentionally, explicitly
The bolt thrust sharp right between my eyes
There's nothing I can do
Nothing I can do
There's nothing I can do
4, 3, 2, 1, boom explosions
Deep inside my head
It feels as if a tank just fucking tore apart my insides
Sometimes I wish that I was dead
I'd rather be slammed by two
It's me who's ping ponging back and forth
Across this empty space
So what's the use
Than to take anymore
I never said I'd take you down there
Never said I'd see it through
So what's with you?
Yet shit just happens
I'll never know what fucking hell has put me through
I guess that I deserve the beating
The kind that's not intentional
There's definately no escape
Why must I do only things that please me
I'm caught
In the middle
[ I'm caught ] In the middle
[ I'm caught ] In the middle
[ I'm caught ] In the middle
[ I'm caught ] In the middle
[ I'm caught ] In the middle
[ I'm caught ] In the middle[ I'm caught ] In the middle
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