I'm done with this crap,
done with this ruse...

What is it that makes us go insane?
Please tell me what drives us insane...

We live each day in the shadow of others
Hoping to be like our older brothers...

A rush of anger flowing through
Getting weak... Letting go...

You never realize what you have until it's gone.
Don't you know that's what was behind all that...

As I gaze around at this majestic sight,
My soul and mind both take flight...

As I rage against the flow of life,
I think of all the pain and strive...

I wish it would all end today,
This nightmare of reality...

Rage is a tool used to destroy.
There is no emotion, no feeling...

I'm sorry for all the things I've done.
I'm sorry for everything I've said...

Turn the corner, turn the page
Stuck in my thoughts, lost in the maze...

The first divorce
Is always the worst...