I know i'm going to hell, i got a spot reserved
They call me an occultist, think i'd use a different word
I wanna see the spirits, want them to be friends with me
I feel like every living person is my enemy
I'm locked away i'm thinking no one else will find me
Oh my god your phantom ass can't touch me with a latchkey
I'm sticking needles in my appendages, i'm dying
Consuming vile shit, i think the angels really crying
I traversed the planes i thought that molecules would help
I met with astral beings, told me i should end myself
I'm reading tomes and casting shadows from forbidden books
I'm on the other side of living, take a closer look
I fade into the mattress, candles lit, i saw the devil
I threw my medication out i'm on another level
Thorazine can't save me, yeah i got some strange addictions
I'm smoking psychedelics, close my door, let my nightmares in