Just Another Day On Nightmare Street

Tired of the speculation.
The intricacies that cloud my mind.
Another day that i know i can't take.
A fucking life i wanna leave behind.
Days are spent in a mindless haze.
Nights are blurred by despair and rage.
The days become slow.
My speech is slurred.
By every idea.
That Wants to be heard.
Try to withstand.
Try to hold strong.
Find meaningless hope.
In some obscure song.
And as i lie.
In the dark.
On my bed.
I hear the dreams whisper.
When you find her.
She'll be dead.