I stand alone, Burned every bridge over the troubled water,
No longer hiding from my personality disorder
A stronger tide is coming,
I've been running
trying to function fine
without my mind climbing out this fucking corner
I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals
A forgotten rebel craft in the absence of heaven's heavy hands
to develop an evident level of benevolence
so it's probably better I sold my soul to the devil.
This is a message to anyone I met that thinks they know me,
Don't pretend to understand none of the issues that I'm holding.
I was in a rush to grow up,
look Mom no cuts
Just a stomach of disgust,
and the fear that I might go nuts this year If I don't slow up I'll see you on my way
One day this shit'll kill me but I guess that it's OK
I've lost all faith in a world so full of hate
and I don't fucking love music I just use it to escape awake
I'm caught between wanting to punch someone in the face
and putting a bullet in my head to leave the human race
Everything takes its toll but there's no tolls I can take
I haven't yet found a good reason to be awake
Introducing the corroded bumps I hide behind my smile
I'm angry at the universe for the way she treats me now
And keeps me down,
stealing all my energy
I'm feeling like my enemy,
concealing my identity
Not dealing with my tendencies,
I peel the skin and then I squeeze
The real imprinted Hanse Disease not human in this century,
I'm kneeling to the entity
Who built this penitentiary,
as filthy as a centipede
And guiltless in a sense cause he
was willing to just let me bleed,
While I wore a game face
In 10 years don't check for me I'll be in the same place
This planet's just an over-populated mental hospital
Each zombie walk around constitutes another obstacle
So here it is I'm finally coming out my shell
All 19 years of my life have been in conflict with myself
I'm insecure by every facet of my existence
From my addictions,
to the condition I choose to live in
Who you kidding?
I suffer from excess anxiety