(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