I slept in a bed of illusion
And woke up in a room of depression
To satisfy my appetite for self-destruction,
And refuse the weight of the world,
I sold my soul and the price was cheap
I'm begging you to believe in me,
I did it, I did it for you, for us
Only one thing is certain,
None of us will stand and as time goes by,
I'm a lifer of my past
Seeing them all quit,
I finally, I finally start to drink
Welcome to the birth of the paranoid son,
Sin of the father echoes in its reflection
I slept in a bed of deception,
I sold my soul and the price was cheap
