Call Of Schizophrenia

I see all the faces, all the ugly faces

I'd like to kill them all,

but not still hurt them all

I want to feel the knife inside,

oh god don't hurt me now

what should I do

when the voices tell me to lie

Time's running out,

system's falling down

Time has run out,

systems will crash down

I'M LOST IN MY ROOM

CANT FIND MY WAY OUT

IT'S ALL JUST THE SAME

SHOULD I CRY OR SHOULD I SMILE

IT'S A SCHIZOPHRENIA

JUST A SCHIZOPHRENIA

VOICES IN MY HEAD,

CANT MAKE THEM STOP

IT'S A SCHIZOPHRENIA

JUST A SCHIZOPHRENIA

WHO SHOULD I BELIVE

INSIDE MY MIND?

I am waiting for something

waiting for the clarity

hope strangels to survive

war is our everyday life

but as time passes by

battle is lost, against time

what the hell should I do,

when the voices tell me to die

Now all have been seen

all is said and done to me

nothing gives the satisfaction...

now the knife is inside,

wounds are open wide

I open my head for you,

so look inside

So here I am

here I make my final stand

in this world full of lies

so here I stand

here where it all began

now I think I understand

there's nothing in here, nothing to

hold near so be right here