Emptiness has made me just as bored   I'm losing my mind, going out of my gourd   I need something to fill this void   My mind and body just need to be employed   Break it up, before I break down   and let perspiration escape my mouth   Just one more hit, I swear it'll be my last...      I swear this time, I'll stay sober tonite   I'll end the beginning of the rest of my life   I'm doing something else, besides just mope   it's a remedy for my heart to cope   in my oh so darkest hour,   I need a surge of power   To set me free from this hold   of my regrets of growing old      How many times did the telephone ring?   day dreams are now the real thing   Narcotization's made me so bored   I'm losing my mind, going out of my gourd   In my oh so darkest hour,   I need another surge of power   To set me free from this hold   Of my oldest fear of dying alone