A living soul but I'm already dead
No where to go so it's right that I'm left
This test, it just feels like a guess
All alone, rot and eat at my flesh
Hearts cold I'm no longer breathin
Rage roars havocs f*cking wreakin
I'm drained from f*cking bleedin
Don't be afraid of what I'm seeking
Turn my pain to a f*cking exhibit
All of the damage that has been inflicted
You can see but to me it's so f*cking vivid
It all takes over and I can't resist it
It wont f*cking stop till the demons are finished
With it my brain keeps getting more twisted
The torture I feel is so f*cking consistent
I can't f*cking take it when will it be ridden
Always wondered why am I so different
What do I need to write so they get it
I'll get the world to cry from a misfit
While I give you butterflies with slit wrists
I am my only mind in existence
I can see it all and I won't miss this