(Parsons/Bators)  people staring at me they can't tell what i am  looking back in anger they don't know who i am  times, times it just gets too much that i can't take no more  just the little things in life that throw you on the floor  nothing really matters i don't care if i die  they'll take their pills and they'll never question why  gangs come from the shadows and they look for leadership  talkin' in their greekslang 'cause they know i'm ready to flip  i'm on my way i'm ready to snap  i can't take this i'm ready to snap  i don't need this i'm ready to snap  living in a rats maze in a high rise concrete cell  gonna do some damage 'cause it's worth my time in hell  times, times it just gets too much that i can't take no more  lunatic fringe dancing and there isn't any door  raving mad, so sad  howling through the streets  need to sleep, need to eat  don't have time for that  cause i'm ready, yeah i'm ready  ready to snap