Will I ever have what I want?
Will I make it in the real world?
Or will I have to rely on my imagination
To escape from the world
Gaze into the darkness
All I see is oblivion
Nothing but despair and frustration
I see nothing but emptiness
I see no hope here
I gotta get outta here
There's no hope here
I've gotta get outta here
I'm running
And fearing
My end is near
Save me from this fear
Clothed in inked robes
Is the truth that we must all face
That in the end there is no hope
So suffer the fate, and pick yourself up
So you can take the fear
Out on everyone else