Ready to Halt - Sheer Terror

Open up the door and slap me right in the face

Drag in the dirt, bring back the hurt, bring back my disgrace

Read from the book kept locked with anger and rage

My life crumbles before your eyes, and you just turn the page

Sure, I’m on my back again, didn’t you hear the thud?

Throw me on the floor and grind my face in the mud

Now I’m stained, and no magic rain will cleanse my fault

You fucked me over again, my friend, but are you ready to halt?

I can’t call it family, and I can’t call it a friend

I can’t call it over

I just can’t bring it to an end

A little dazed, a little crazed, but I’m bent on hate

How could I forgive, how could I compensate?

For years now, my bed has been a barbed-wire fence

Those dreams you ruined are worth more than dollars and cents