Time, why must it fly so slow   Waiting, is something that's easy for you   Pull the plug, send it down the drain   Pain is easy to get used to            What's in me, is in you   What's got me, has got you   And everything told, must come true   Pretending to be real, forgetting who you are            Sin, is always at my door   Slice the vein, blood spilled on the floor   Light shining in my eyes   Death greets me with a smile            Pain   So much pain   Pain   So much pain