Day by day, my thoughts rotate in sorrow
From simulation to revelation tomorrow, oh no
Staring faces are mashing me
What will I do? No guaranty
Unchain my head before I'm dead
Cannot live, cannot breathe, gonna get out
gonna get out, gonna get out

Get out

Lacerate my mind, you're my selection
Agonizing, it's real and no deception, oh God
Fat sweating bodies, rubbin' my skin
An entrance of risk and pain, I'm going in
Dropping dead, this will be your end
Butchery, massacre, gonna get out
gonna get out, gonna get out

Get out

Nothing to loose, but a lot to win
I'm sorry, you're not my next of kin
Loading my pumpgun, I will make it o.k.
What do you think about a painful way
You're going down

Pull the trigger and the blood will rain
Your names are gonna get a doubtful fame
Isn't it senseless, isn't it a crime
My brain is ill, I am insane
I'm going down

Visions of death wear down on my mind
Searching for calmness, I can't find
Dropping dead will be your end
Suicide, cannot hide, gonna get out
gonna get out, gonna get out

Get out