Good People

Flowing In the wind
 Laying on my chest
 My gut sinks
 Did you forget about me?
 Or are you just too fucking dense?
 And I can still feel you on my skin
 You're like a predator to its prey
 We find no peace
 Find no peace
 You'll find no peace without
 Me
 "Good People are always so sure that they're right"
 My front door is my tombstone
 There is no love but I love the illusion
 There is no love
 It's no surprise
 I'm a sore sight for eyes
 Wake up Mr. West
 There's a hole in my chest
 To match the little one in my head
 Accessory to murder
 Isolate me
 Isolate me
 Isolate me
 Isolate me
 Lock the god damn door
 Isolate me
 Underneath the floor
 Isolate me
 You're not safe anymore
 Sad kid from San Jose
 Tried to make a fool out of me
 He took two shots to the face
 His medicine had a bad taste
 Now he's just a fucking waste
 Now I gotta go and
 Isolate