I was spending my time in the duldrums
I was caught in a couldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralysed

I thought that everything else would just wait

While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night

To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
Because there´ll be no safety in numbers
When the right one walks out of the door

Can you see your days blighted by darkness ?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor ?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While the ivy grows over the door

So I open my door to my enemies

And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
but they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can´t win