i've come to grips unreality through fatality realized just how much happiness brings to me fight lately doubt and worries inflicted my mind with an illness of ego the worst of its kind been so busy unhappy unnerved
sick and angered by my friends extremely cold and heartless talkin shit behind my back about me to my friends the source a jealous passion towards a spirit stuck in contention and fame just need some time to myself
sick and angered by my friends extremely cold and heartless honest talkin shit behind my back about me to my friends the source a jealous passion towards a spirit stuck in contention
Occasionally I feel like the walls around are closing in on me Physically I feel sometimes I need seclusion to be free The irony at last I see reality is my perception
frankly modest speech dishonest eyes uponus like a vulture in the sky hovering carcass moulding earth filthy birth afterlife friction based upon fiction replacing friendship untrueness speculation concentration heresy
breakin' 'em off a piece of my wicked funky style up front str8 up, no hiding behind a facade conformed society's way masses try to fit in, sin after sinner up inner higher self discriminatin' against the ways others
looks like I've fucked up again what's new I am always getting out of hand though in control sometimes just don't give a shit I get raw have fun I love it so sick of sayin' sorry
I am just a person like you, I am just a fuck-up that's true, but your the only one I'll turn to by my side everyday and night its time to climb out of this big black hole