End Of Green

No more will, nothing more to say.
Another shotgun blow me away.
There is something inside of me,
There is nothing inside of me, no.
Something strange so deep inside.
There is something inside my mind,
There is something inside of me you"ll never see.
I don"t care about me, let this dead end be.
Through the days we crawl and you will see,
This nightmare turns to misery,
When all the days keep crawling without hope.
No more night without misery.
Another nightmare is killing me.