He wakes up early today
Throws on a mask that will alter his face
Nobody knows his real name
But now he just uses one he saw on a grave
He thinks that faith might be dead
Nothing kills a man faster than his own head
He used to see dreams at night
But now he's just watching the backs of his eyes
He pretends, he's okay, but you should see,
Him in bed late at night, he's petrified.
Take me out and finish this waste of a life