Gone again

I've got to stop myself before I do it again I've got to stop myself before it all comes to an end. Villanizing the world, isn't it so absurd? Make me silent, once and for all, even Sophocles' eyes will roll back into his skull when I talk like this. Throw these words into the abyss. ...why can't you let go? Talk to me no more. My eyes are bleeding again, you see. Now I will cause more misery. Who cares if I am wrong, doesn't matter in a song. Universe calling... The nighttime stalling... You made it out to be something it's not. How much do you cry? On average, a lot. Your words are so grotesque, ridiculous, more or less. Pick me up and spin me round, don't let me feel my solid ground. Send me below, I will make no sound, still better than a crying hound. You let me be obscene, turn off that damn TV. I'm gone again, oh well, what can you do? My hands are now swollen, my words have killed them too.