He took a long look in the mirror, shook his head   Felt the arms of God letting go   Couldn't breathe, it had to stop   Voices screaming out inside of him, inside of him      The world was turning black   Cold, cruel and vicious   Time was knocking on a closing door   Wanting more      Playing pieces of a life long play in which the starring actor   Makes the world go around inside his head   Then suddenly the act is ending   The lights are dimming and the music's fading      There was a woman lying on the floor, blueish, pale   Staring a hole through his soul   There was blood underneath   The shotgun lying next too her, next too her      He mumbled, "Am I closer now?   Is this the path that God has chosen out for me, out for me?"      Playing pieces of a life long play in which the starring actor   Makes the world go around inside his head   Then suddenly the act is ending   The lights are dimming and the music's fading      "Cut", he said, "Let's wrap it up, we're finished here"      Playing pieces of a life long play in which the starring actor   Makes the world go around inside his head   Then suddenly the act is ending   The lights are dimming and the music's fading      Playing pieces of a life long play in which the starring actor   Makes the world go around inside his head   Then suddenly the act is ending   The lights are dimming and the music's fading