Throw down the towel.

Ths isn't radical, throw down the towel, loosing my own battle, beeting wings of an owl

Slice me sweetly, steal my soul, beary me, beary me, six feet down the hole

Three feet off, and three steps ahaid, all I want to do is fill my skull with lead

Illusion illistrate my words, leaving me with bruises, the scars, voices slurred

Paranoia leaving me for death, every single drug lust, my bust, I've bled

Sitting on the batheroom floor, lying here, wanting OD like a whore, wanting the part of the worlds dirt floor

So beary me, beary me, slice me softly, steal my soul

All this jealiousy, creating my grave, now I'm cowering, once I was the brave

Kill me once, you kill me again, I'm never gona die, so try, try, TRYY!!

GOD DAMNIT!! I said try!! TAKE THAT SWORD!! AND STICK IT THROUGH MY CHEST!!

I WANT YOU TO MAKE ME BLEED!!! GOD DAMNIT!! END THIS FUCKING TORTURE!!!

Vultures and eagles, their swimming through my mind, all just like water

The river's leaving me behind

Once I was good, and now I'm never enough, I'm stuck with myself, the paint can and a bluff

Beary me six feet under, you can take the three steps forward

Let me throw in the towel, let me give up the owl, I'm throwing in my time

Dropping, dropping, dropping dime times of dimes.