Now, this is the end
You cannot mistake this is it, it's over my friend
Like they say, "it's been real"
Your questions, like me just get old, and that's how I feel
Cut throat, then you run away
No hope, just another death, and just another day
You, you're making me sick and chances are you'll never know
Just what makes us tick

Now, you think it's ok
To use me, abuse me, talk shit and
Send me on ray way
Cut throat, then you run away
No hope, just another death, and just another day
I, I'm back once again
For he who shall both do and teach is divine, amen
Life has made me content
My actions speak loudly, no need for further comment