something is wrong, I cannot belong in a world that craves for fun<br>when I'm always on the run for something I can't gun down<br>I'll never see a sundown till the day I'm wrung out<br>strung up from the roof</p><p>cannot make a move, with that much left to prove<br>still addicted to lose, cause it's an epic way to bruise<br>will never find my groove until the day I lose this<br>self-destructive search for blues</p><p>all my life I ran from pleasure<br>thought the pain would suit me better<br>now I feel, I'll never find the treasure<br>so I just wanna be a rack attacker</p><p>even when the mood is rising I fuck up the horizon<br>unable to lay eyes on any pretty scenery<br>what could it ever mean to me<br>caught in between a dream and an unusable reality</p><p>all my life I ran from pleasure<br>thought the pain would suit me better<br>now I think, I'll never find the treasure<br>so I just wanna be a rack attacker</p><p>oh, if I just gave it up<br>I might just one day find my luck<br>I could be dancing in your club<br>I would be prancing like a schmock</p><p>and all the while I would be smiling with a hollow heart of self-deceit<br>'cause deep inside I would still feel the need to find my glory in defeat<br>and so I bleed... and drop the bead</p><p>all my life I ran from pleasure<br>thought the pain would suit me better<br>now I know, I'll never find the treasure<br>so I just wanna be a rack attacker</p><p>I was born tonight, tonight I lost my life<br>tonight I'm 25 or anything I'd ever like<br>you'll believe my lies when I creep inside your mind<br>creating the illusion that none of us would... ever have to die