It's nosebleed season again
And I'm drowning in its descend
But this time, this time is different
But this time, this time is different
It's red, red as it's ever been
Foul, foul as black fog over land
And loud as a bomb in which a step sets it off
Taking me down with it mostly in thought
I'll take the back seat again
For once more, the helm seems to large for my hands
And the sky is crashing down
And the world is caving in
But nevertheless, nothing is worse
Than feeling completely alone
And abandoning every shred of hope
Mayday
Mayday
And it resonates (a voice within)
Over, Over, and over again, repeating
'Scream, scream, scream at the top of your lungs,
No one will hear
Scream, scream, scream from the depths of your soul
No one will care
Scream, beg, plead all you want
But you'll find that in the end you can't change a thing
No, you can't change a damn thing
So stop trying...