Skin Ticket - Nighterror

Every single day I feel the pressure build
Weighing down on me, so much guilt
These voices in my head are driving me insane
Time to take it all past the point of extreme
Black out from the pain and anger
Numbness from the Drugs starts to kick in
I'm losing full control to this stranger
There's no saving me, I'm DEAD!
Can't tell if its a dream or real
I'm riding passenger while he's at the wheel
His higher power? A bullet in the chamber
He wants an escape from this life of hatred
Pure chaos I can't con-fucking-trol him
Seeking peace from this life of sin
He doesn't want to live in this hell
He wants to blow a hole through this mental cell.
Every single day I feel the pressure build
Weighing down on me, so much guilt
These voices in my head are driving me insane
Time to take it all to the point of extreme
(Why?)
(Die)
(Awake)
Where am I, What have I done, What's going on?
Pull the gun from my mouth with so much confusion
Misfire from the fear of what I've done
I this real or just another
NIGHTERROR!

Written by:
Josh Mata

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