Under psychosis again wonderin’ if you’ll come downAskin’ if you ever get to win, wear some kind of crownIs there a new way that they don’t explain to find on your ownIt’s more of a suffering you wait for the pain, just stand aloneRed – dead – hard – not to breakIt’s better to die on your feet than on your kneesAre you kidding yourself again to think she’s comin’ homeFound the time to lose your answer now she’s not aloneDon’t stay of course your senses will never be the sameEven in her room the difference you’re gone, so fuckin’ lameBeg – stay – hard – not to breakIt’s better to die on your feet than on your kneesAnd all of this time, just weak therapyWon’t you pick up the slack, have an attack it’s your paceTorture over for you now that yo’ve blue in the faceFreak out over the test – satiable mess in the pauseBetween all of the lines, pay all the fines read the clauseNow you hang in darkened quarters, still you’ve been here beforeFeeling way too familiar, not again, now that you’re bored