By Chad Carlson
4:00 in the A.M. Useless to go to bed I have too many things Going through my head Piled up like a train wreck My mind won\'t let me rest Although my body is fatigued And my sanity is stressed I\'m hard-pressed to find the reason The method for my madness This sadness is plaguing me Driving me to my destiny Easy enough For me to just give up Just to lay down and be run over Because I have had enough But you know I\'m not that way Because I need the pain I feed off the pain I live for the pain I will die from the pain Without it I could never be the same I bring grief to my family They don\'t know how to handle me A loner I shall always be As foreseen in my prophecy Relationships won\'t have me There\'s too much weight to carry They all start to blissfully But always end in tragedy So take the chance and bet on me 51/50 the deck is stacked against me