Will I ever have what I want? Will I make it in the real world? Or will I have to rely on my imagination To escape from the world Gaze into the darkness All I see is oblivion Nothing but despair and frustration I see nothing but emptiness I see no hope here I gotta get outta here There's no hope here I've gotta get outta here I'm running And fearing My end is near Save me from this fear Clothed in inked robes Is the truth that we must all face That in the end there is no hope So suffer the fate, and pick yourself up So you can take the fear Out on everyone else