Whitechapel - I, Dementia lyrics

rate me

(Chorus)

I (am), dementia in ur mind, creator of decisions, violent visions and lies

Blind, ur eyes foreva blind, reality is dead by ur force fed demise

(Verse)

Get out of my head, someone save me from this madness, I'd rather be dead

All I see is reality fabricated by somethin' I refuse to see

U know who I am, u created me by lettin' yoself believe

Take my cold dead hands and go six feet down, ur failure is found

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

Take me away!

Take me away, I just want out from this self imprisoned self-made Hell

Don't be surprised, this is ur mind comin' to life by self-sacrifice

This tragedy of death will walk hand in hand with every thought of regret

Blame yoself for what you've become

The mind is a powerful thing set to self destruct

Mind fucked, u had ur chance, ur time, this is the end of the line

This is the end of the line, this is the end

(Chorus)