Twisted head-on crash, bits and pieces, broken glass
Feel that life flash when slow motion turns fast
Carnage everywhere, the smoke and blood, bits of hair
Time is getting near to find out who's really there
My life flatlines, past a dark time
In this frame of mind
My crazy bells chime
Is it really me or maybe just my pride
I'll take that moonshine, a taste of moonshine
Flatline past a dark time
In this frame of mind
My crazy bells did chime
Is it really me or did I skip divine
I'll take that moonshine, a taste of moonshine
Consciousness is bliss, is that what life really is
My flesh is growing dark, somebody, stop this bleeding heart
The news, it travels fast, I start remembering the past
Emotional distress, a shotgun blast to the chest
Now I know how to feel, when a death becomes real
I toss and turn at night, will I ever see some light
So hard to concentrate and hate becomes my great debate
The question that's at hand, does reality make the man

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