Lifetime torment and pain, my core is the same
born to this game, ashamed, and my horns are to blame
I'm insane, lyrical moment of silence no atonement for violence
dome wept by eyelids, tears are stones sent by iris
rain drops on window panes to help the pain stop
I can't gain gwap, stains swap, and it makes my brain pop
suicide causes you to hide, your blue inside, and who am I
to determine whether or not you're saying truth or lies
I'm not a sleuth disguised, and neither are you
letters on paper is fake, yet the speaker is true?
I'm weaker and skewed, abused, I look outside
I took my time to realize I am being hooked to dry
The homicidal mentality systematically ravaging
automatically savaging my brain is mechanically damaging
my ability to live in tranquility, I live with impurities
so surely me and the cross can end with them screwing me