Your head will fill the room tonight The plastic wears you cold and tight The stage is waiting for you Like a murder knife Your head will spin this room tonight What does it matter? Your face will fade away And the crowds have left you Your pinnacle's a day Your vein is beating to the sound The drug is heavy pulling down You're feeling like an insect Crawling on the ground The needles smiling like a clown What does it matter? Your face will fade away And the crowds have left you Your pinnacle's a day It doesn't matter Your dreams are shattered You think about it It's suicide, suicide today The lamps will dim, your head is dark A new calm within it always hits the mark Pa** through the shadows Words fall in conversation It's all truly shallow Never had the motivation Your eyes worn closed your arms Trashed veins that drain dispose Your way is thin, a standard remark A new calm within, it always hits the mark