My end, it justifies my means
All I ever do is delay, my every attempt to evade
The end of the road is my end
it justifies my means
all i ever do is delay
i have'nt time to evade
the end of the road

Come as you are as you were
As I wont you to be
As a friend as a friend
As an old enemy....

somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
i need to calculate what creates my own madness
and i'm a guilton to you punishment
and you're the master and i am waiting for disaster
i feel irrational so confrontational
to tell the truth i am getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth but now reality.....