Setup I'm posted, beat all sorts of games

I'm fed up of closing all these damn chapters I proceed to create with my name and my face

It's getting especially odd how these pages are always the same

Jumping through hoops, day by day, like a rat in a cage, cycle Novocaine

You say bye, bye to the pain, the dullness wears you down

Like this pessimistic attitude, it surrounds me and how exactly do you suggest

I escape this feeling?

Fought it and they bought it anyway

Session ended clown, now it's time grab the cutters, cut it out

Blood is what you son's of bitches want from me

It's a passion, you're no match for sitting down and laughing, till the water rushes, now I can't see