How spit drips with irony
Yet you're so righteous in your mind
I see the blackness inside your eyes
Seething, your rage is without an ounce
You're fooling no-one now
You're craving adulation, you wonder what is wrong
The eyes staring back at you are apathetic to a liar
I see your pretence begin to fade
Seething, your rage is without an ounce
Removed of dignity and now
The sense of worth begins to fade
No sense of purpose will remain
How will you find your way?
So began this [?Not sure]
Stand behind this [?Also not sure]
See the blackness inside your heart
Seething, your rage is driven by madness
Removed of dignity and now
The sense of worth begins to fade
No sense of purpose will remain