My bare feet are blisterin', from the path that I've been taking

No sleep, just can't eat, while inside a storm is breaking

Standing in the path of a Mack truck

Locked down, terrified, chained

Doing what I can to get away from

The thunder, the lightning, and the rain

Walking alone in a storm I'm fighting against

Doing what I can to get away from

Walking alone in a storm inside of my head

Doing what I can to get away from

Walking alone in a storm, that I'm fighting against

Am I better off now or better off dead?

My mind tries to escape

The storm that's building in my brain

Made up of all my problems

My fist against the pavement

People try to tell me it was bad luck

But the bullet had my name

There was nothing I could do to run from

The problems, the people, and the pain

Walking alone in a storm I'm fighting against

Doing what I can to get away from

Walking alone in a storm inside of my head

Doing what I can to get away from

Walking alone in a storm, that I'm fighting against

Am I better off now or better off dead?

I'll be better off dead

The tears that I bled

I'm fighting for my life

But am I better off dead?

How can someone set me free

When the storm's inside of me?

Walking alone in a storm I'm fighting against

Doing what I can to get away from

Walking alone in a storm inside of my head

Doing what I can to get away from

Walking alone in a storm that I'm fighting against

Am I better off now or better off dead?

Better off dead

Doing what I can to get away from

Am I better off dead?

Doing what I can to get away from