(Parsons/Bators)

people staring at me they can't tell what i am

looking back in anger they don't know who i am

times, times it just gets too much that i can't take no more

just the little things in life that throw you on the floor

nothing really matters i don't care if i die

they'll take their pills and they'll never question why

gangs come from the shadows and they look for leadership

talkin' in their greekslang 'cause they know i'm ready to flip

i'm on my way i'm ready to snap

i can't take this i'm ready to snap

i don't need this i'm ready to snap

living in a rats maze in a high rise concrete cell

gonna do some damage 'cause it's worth my time in hell

times, times it just gets too much that i can't take no more

lunatic fringe dancing and there isn't any door

raving mad, so sad

howling through the streets

need to sleep, need to eat

don't have time for that

cause i'm ready, yeah i'm ready

ready to snap