Song The Torment Of Existence Weighed Against The Horror Of Nonbeing - Mayday Parade. You could call me a fiend. Say I’m unbalanced as I’ll ever be. Wait around for the hook. All while you’re
' inside of a Benz truck. I cannot stay in my lane, um, yes, I got you in my brain, duh. Um, you can't hide, you can't run. Um, we're forever in love. Um, if you leave there'd be torment, torment, torment
