Another, yes, another sad song about bad moods and feeling down. It seem's i'm good at it! Well, this is about giving up, really, after listening to so many people trying to help, telling me things I don't need to know, and ending up with me feeling pissed off with them, their 'advice', and the world in general.

'Flatliner'

I don't think I can do this
Any longer
I hear calm and empty voices
Telling my I should be stronger

But I can't go on
With this level
Of harsh intensity
I look at you
I want to hurt you
But I think to myself
I just want to leave, no...

(kick in, beat, guitar, quiet)

My mind clouds with doubt
Like showers of rain over
a field of empty grass
I just want to get out

I don't think I can do this
Any longer
I see your scorning, warning face
Telling me I should stay longer

But I can't, no, not with you
or anyone else
around me
Clouding my judgement
Making it harder
To see the light of day

(kick in, louder, beat)

I feel empty inside
Empty and all alone
I see all the people
Not giving a care in the world
In the zone
In the best times of their lives

They make me jealous
But then they make it even worse
I die inside, without feeling
Bundle me in the back of a hearse

I don't think I can do this
Any longer
I hear calm and empty voices
Telling my I should be stronger

But it's hard
When the horrible voices
That you hear alone at night
Are with you
All day long
I know I should be strong

But you can hear them
Whispering in the back of the mind
I think it's my time

(kick in a lá chorus)

I don't know why I bother
Listening to those horrible
Comforting
Inspiring
Para-phrasing
Crap

All I know
You are trying
And succeeding
To push my into a trap

I don't think I can do this
Any longer
I hear calm and empty voices
Telling my I should be stronger

I sit there
Curled up in a cocooned ball
On the floor
I know I should be standing tall

But i'm paralysed with fear
As you whisper in my ear

(kick in a lá chorus)

You are fat, you are thin
But you'll never fit in
With us popular people
Who control you with an iron fist
They tell me i'll never win

You know what
They are right
I lose the will to fight
I feel my body go into
Rigour Mortis
I can't go through this

Any longer

(bass drum beats)

Any longer

(bass drum with)

I give up...

(quiet, long coda that eventually fades)