I'm done... I'm done, go grab your gun, I'll rip your head off from your body I feel the poison coming back inside, this is not like me You try to fit in but you're just another poser hiding Behind your empty life, another lie you are deciding I can't, explain the stupid shit you think of in your brain I want to go insane so I won't have someone to blame We are never gonna be the same, we are never gonna be the same You're drenched in alcohol about to burn in fucking flames Puppets of society, puppets of society, puppets of society, fucked with my sobriety Better run, the hell inside is overflowing I'm not done I'll stalk your every move and make sure I won't be outdone The most poetic thing you ever said was clearly borrowed You like to fabricate everything so you'll feel less sorrow I'm here, to slam that mirror right back in front of your face Though others may not see it, you are such a sad disgrace I'm waiting for the door you step outside that phony act Then I'll expose the truth and laugh at how the world reacts Puppets of society, puppets of society, puppets of society, fucked with my sobriety