"Through this bottle I can see,
My firends and enemies,
As they turn their backs to me,
But who's really to blame,
Myself or just my name,
In the end, I can't win.
The shadows are all around,
Mines's nowhere to be found.
Pull the wings off a fly,
Watch it suffer and die,
And I'll never get out of this life alive,
Drenched in blood with no alibi,
And the crowd goes wild at my demise."
Wednesday 13- My Demise
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=RYAxfM7efMg