Uneasy Lies the Head

I've gotta tell before I snap,
Don't give yourself a heart-attack,
I'm growing tired of this crap.
These shooting pains are what's in store,
Can't let them win, I beg for more,
My brain is aching to the core.

By misery, I die,
My heart is suicide,
Uneasy lies the head, I should have said.
On drugs, my engine runs,
Just pass over the gun,
Uneasy lies the head.

My mind is looking for a fight,
But there is no one else in sight,
Looks like I'll have to set this right.
Blood pours, I shiver in the cold,
All my temptations got me bored,
The Devil said my soul was sold.

[Marc x]