Mudvayne

Here's to the closing door
Here's to just one more
Here's to all the damned
Here's to the bloodshed
Cant leave it alone, wont let me forget
Rip off the bandage, and tear out the stitch
Fed like a pig, off the shit in the dish
Shrouded in burlap left for dead in the ditch
So callous so cold, colors expose
The death of love as we know it
The death or trust in us let go
Chorus:
It's getting closer all the time.
I'm slipping farther all the time.
I'm getting stronger all the time. I'm feeling so weak inside.
I'm feeling better all the time. I'm slipping farther all the time.
It's getting harder all the time, feels like I'm losing my mind.