Masks down, faces out You all around over town Killing the ones you don't know Going to store by store, spitting all around and buying all the souls for sale Running out of time You bargain the luck you still have Doing this, saying that Join all together, won't miss the only chance you have There was a story about a middle age white man that couldn't stay at home Couldn't stand his wife Or take care of his own child All he wanted was to drink a beer or two at the bar next door One day spending his time, or should I say his life there An old friend stopped by and asked him: are you not afraid to die man? The man with his deep pink t-shirt and his deep blue empty eyes just said How could I be afraid to die if I am already dead inside? Tic-tac humankind How do you feel inside? Sicking with your fears, drying out of tears Can you close your eyes? Can you even sleep at night?