Waited so long, don't wait anymore. I give myself just a little more blood from my soul. "Hiding in the backyard of my mind."
Life's getting cold, nothing unto hold. I feel the ice is getting thin. Waste so much time, standing in line, hiding myself behind a mask and a smile.
"Hiding in the backyard of my mind."
You'll be just a victim of my own confusion. I'm the cancer-cleaner, you will see me eye to eye. Like a preachers own demon he sure you are on the wrong side.
So won't you change the side? I'll wait for you.
I'm the cancer-cleaner, sorry for my obtrusiveness. You're the preachers own demon, well this ain't your time to stay alive. Kill to reach your state of mind, kill out of boredom. Kill to show you're in a position. Kill everything your scared of and you're free.
"it came out from the backyard of my mind."
Now you know me as I really am a selfish piece of ignorance. Will you still be a so-called friend and lend a helping hand to me? Step back in line.