Slit the throat of reason and reality 
Cut myself and scream for their insanity 
Wake up to this nightmare that will never end 
The main attraction of this twisted master plan 

 [bad word] nothing but pain to get me 
through the daze 
Sleep with one eye open not to be their prey 
Fist against my face they bring me to my knees 
The pressure's [bad word] down so hard 
I can't break free 

When I can feel my skin crawl 
When I'm about to crack 
The hunger for revenge 
gives me strength to stand 

I will be your deadman 
With nothing but this blood on my hands 
Stuck in your "wonderland" 
I just want to make you bleed like me 

Everyday goes by without a second thought 
Living in a perfect and controlled project 
puppet of their sick perversion's appetite 
Will I be trapped inside this [bad word] until I die? 

So what if no one cares 
Enough to make a change 
I give my bleeding heart out for one reason 

I will be your deadman 
With nothing but this blood on my hands 
Stuck in your "wonderland" 
I want to make you bleed just like me 

So make me your deadman 
With only poison in my veins 
Stuck in your "wonderland" 
Stagnated by the passivity 
I'm gonna make you bleed like me