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I was wandering this lonely road down memory lane
I was pondering the pitfalls that lead to the pain
The pain, the pain, won't you come inside again?
Just can't seem to stop the flow of information in my brain
All I know is one more crack and I'll go insane
Insane, insane, won't you come inside again?
To stay and soothe the ache

Just don't want to end up with another needle in my vein
Lord just gimme the strength to cope with all of the shame
The shame, the shame, won't you come inside again?

I've tried so hard to fight my demons but in the end it's all the same
I sleep alone at night and dream of her soft and gentle rain

The rain, the rain, won't you come inside again?

To stay and soothe the ache?

And I feel, Just like Dylan Klebold
Dylan I remember, 1999
I feel I'm a rebel
Got my loaded up TEC-9 (Just like Columnbine...)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pity your in your pain again
Pity I ain't got no help to lend
I see the secret in your eyes
A losing hand will always fold in the night

Losing the will to cope is rough
Losing the will to live comes fading in
Can we no longer count the cost
Of four diamonds and a spade?

And I feel just like Dylan Klebold
Dylan I remember 1999
I feel I'm a rebel
Got my loaded up TEC-9 (Just like Columbine)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Bottle against your lips gain
The whiskey mellows in your body
Razor blades and masquerade
Poison cocktails in the night
There are ways to dispose of grief
But none is better than to turn to God
Calling closely in your dreams
The agony within you thrashing

And I don't know what to say
To myself, to myself
Days came again and left
Inside this hollow shell of a man