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Is it that time again?

Put your jacket on

It's pouring outside, summer is gone

Time to deal with other problems

Feeling deep, remaining silent

Admiring colors as the wind blows

So beautiful it brings out sorrow

Catch the moment coz it won't last

The little ghosts are coming back

Here comes darkness, sooner everyday

And the sky gets confused

the time has come to stay inside

With your monsters in your room

Here comes boredom, roaming around

Walking softly without shoes

Making up stories, telling me lies

Madness, daily abuse

My self is not what it used to be

My self is not what you want to see

Brain decay, inner enemies

Metldown, T.O.X.I.C.

My self is not a peaceful place

My self is not a graceful state

Weird thoughts, soul injuries

Mind fail, P.A.N.I.C.

Marching on frozen dreams

On thin ice of self esteem

My heart is cold, I cannot feel

Fall is here, death is near

And my head is filled with random fears

Each step leads to a dead end street

Every corner, a horror scene

My self is not... My self is not...

My eyes begin to freeze

My mouth starts to bleed

I turn into a zombie

I shall, I must, get out of this place before

My self is not... My self is not...

My body is so sore

Right through the core

Before I'm no more

I should, I do, get out of this place before

My self is not... My self is not...