"Realistic; Get Out Alive"

"We'll all fade away,

One bitter sweet day.

No time to say goodbye they will say.

Then they disappear forever,

And for ever onward.

Their blood filling life's river,

That's what we're all running head first for.

There's no quarantee that there's an other side,

Just the rules you must stand by,

The pain you must ride.

You can't ask why,

Just do it.

You have no choice.

We have no voice.

But if you want to get out alive,

Run goddamnit, run.

Before you're shot down by a gun.

Either way you die, that's how we live.

That's all the advice I can give.

Watch your breath,

It just may be your last.

They're that fast.

God what I wouldn't do for some crystal meth,

To escape all this hell.

To send my mind away.

I just can't do it on my own.

The pain is so realistic,

It is real.

Love, this is how I feel!

I'm not strong enough!

And I've lived long enough, I don't want life anymore.

I understand the pain we all endure,

Probably more then you do.

I'm tired of being life's beaten up whore.

I want a cure.

Do you?

Can we do it together?

Can we stand against all this abuse?

If not, what's the use...?

Run for your fucking life,

If you cherish it so bad.

If you still want the love you had,

Run for your pathetic existance.

And make it worth something.

Even for just instant.

Make yourself worth something,

If you don't want to be nothing."