I lost my grip, I'm feeling so manic
Banging my head against the wall
Look at me now and tell me you had
Enough of my existence on Earth
I tie a rope to the ceiling and make a noose
Then put it around my neck
Seconds later I'm dead, my corpse is hanging
Rope done cut off my breath
Now I'm a ghost, free from my shell
Seen myself die, now my body swell
Bacteria eating my guts from inside
I see the terror that sparked in your eyes
Fear of a spirit, that is enraged
My haunting presence all over the place
I live inside of your head with no leash
And I remain so you never be free
And yet just why
Won't all of you just let me breathe
You don't even know what goes inside
My head, it's funny till your mouth gets stomped
Still traumatic memories engraved in my flesh
Be squirming in darkness from just thinking about it
I hate me so much I can murk me and finish this
I cannot handle what I feel and it burns down in my gut