Coming down off caps of death, cut with angels ashes and binary morphine The numbing process ended and when I looked up I was in a nightmare waiting for the morning It was confusing, trauma I stitched with a broken string I remembered not remembering anything The sound is creeping up and it irritates me Go away Stay the fuck away What I find abusing, you find amusing It makes my skin crawl and my stomach's turning My thoughts personified into the deafening sound of doubt and I can't get it the fuck out I tried to block it out All I heard was the sound of doubt It festered in my head, made me its house "I am a dead man walking" It whispered in my ear, a deer caught in the headlights of fear It won't let me talk so I'll let it speak for itself