Skunk Hour

We all try to catch the beauty, in a world that's mouldering

And we dream of tomorrow, anything to ease this pain

Can you deal with the truth, can you deal with life itself

Or will you hide behind, retouch the picture and play the game

I try to see the real me, but there's someone else in here

Open your eyes you coward, now it's time to confront yourself

Take a look inside, go on just face the pain

Can you deal with yourself, can you see what's really you?

Or will you close your eyes, and hide behind another lie

I'd like to see the real me. But I'm afraid to look inside

I am fear, the lord of pain. I'll break you down, with my bare hands

I'm your conscience, deep inside. I feed your mind, you're full of lies

Plunge into oceans of hate restrained by, the anger you create

Falling, from the stairs inside your mind, crawling helpless like a child

When you try to see things clearly, shattered pictures erase your mind

You hear voices on the inside, then your mind goes blank

Trapped inside your inner self forced to see the truth

There's no use to run cause the doors are closed

No more excuses the truth you cannot bend

It's hard to deal with life when you're used to pretend

A psychotic mind erases and deconstructs to improve

It'll leave you blinded with a hallucinating truth

No more excuses the truth you cannot bend

It's hard to deal wiht life when you're used to pretend

If I'd only known the answer

Life will be easier when you see who you are

No more fear no more lies se the truth with new eyes

Killer instinct you face the pain

Nothing will ever stop you

Killer instinct play the game

New eyes no longer afraid

You'll never hide again

New eyes no longer blind

We all try to catch the beauty...