Looking to the west and the sun's getting dim.
I get a feeling like I'm slowly shrinking.
Looking to the east and there's nothing.
And in my stomach there's a sinking feeling.
I try to tell myself, but there's no use.
I'm just a glutton for the world's abuse.
I'm sick and tired baby, don't you doubt it.
It's about time that I did something about it.
They say that idle hands, they are the devil's playground.
I'm trying hard to keep the past behind me.
In everything I see, in every single sound,
I feel the strength of that demon inside me.
I feel it coming, man, the end is near.
I see the darkness and it's crystal clear
that pretty soon will come a day:
a final judgment when you all will pay!
Don't try to stop me, baby.
Don't fuckin' stop me.
Can't fucking stop me, baby;
There's no use!
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