Scream! Hit the brick wall.

Lose yourself, then shatter.

Look in the mirror,

say you can do no wrong,

and invert yourself.

You walk down the halls,

behind tinted eyes,

watch every pretty girl,

as they walk by.

Well see the stranger in the streets,

smiling with his porcelain face.

Let the stranger in your room,

he'll tell you how he lost his place,

the story, when he fell from grace.

The handsome nihilist loves you

with his lips and then his fist.