Queensryche Hit The Black
Hanging by a thread, problems in my head, don't know what I said, living to be dead on the run. Corporation greed, television need, overdose and bleed, pornograph obscene, I'm a liar. There's no brakes on me, as I'm running down the track. They'll be waiting for me, but I'm never coming back. I'm going down... to a place where I can see all there is to see in me. Bullets in the gun, gonna have some fun, think I'll take a ride to the other side, till I'm done. Hole is in the vein, feel it numb the brain, take away the pain, never be the same till I die. There's no brakes on me, as I come around the track. There's no gauge to read, peg the needle as I hit the black. I'm going down... to a place where I can see all there is to see in me. Population freeze, modern day disease, brings us to our knees, see them stand in line for a cure. Profit in the wind, pushing back the time that we wait in line, pushing back the time, it's a sin. There's no brakes on me, as I'm running down the track. They'll be waiting for me, but I'm never coming back. I'm going down....
