Repeating the Horror

Repeating the Horror
What is this sickness
That sits there, deep down inside
Walking in bullshit
Nothing seems quite right
I want redemption
I know this darkness around me
Felt it before
The dark has the power
To bring me down to the floor
Standing still, open doors

Feeling pain, can not move
Feeling scared, standing still
Better start something
Better than nothing
Can't go on seeing
All of these horrors
Eyes wide open, can't keep them shut
From this horror of the shame
Feel the pain, life's fuc*** up
Witness our horrors, real close up
Better start something
Better than nothing
Can't go on seeing
All of these horrors
Better start something
Can't go on seeing