Disturbia

Tank · Other Songs - Tank

By all these piercing stares

By all these fiendish words

By all these unsightable people

By all these haunting thoughts



A wall of scorn bred by fear

Surrounds me, I am gonna touch it

The skin is cold as a stone

Kept by this morbid phobia



I've never felt so much hate

I will gore their eyes out

I wanna break the hearsay

I set my place in motion



Living my all life as someone who feels

That his madness is controlling his brain



So destructed by your waste

Disturbed as much as I could

I believed, I believed in you

And when I come to your desk

I feel your fear coming through

I believe, I believe in you



I'm getting bored of being abused

I'm getting bored of all these deceptions



My mind is tired of being torn apart

Upon this bed, we try to fly

My spirit's tired of being scorched

Close to the edge of fury and despair



Fall from your throne

To the borders of consciousness

To realize

How dark is my task

See my decline

Bathing in this red material

I tear off your sanity

And breathe your life



Feeling abused

I believed in you

Feeling confused

I believe in you