DELUSIONAL REALITIES, what a tragedy(sievielleichtnächsteWochekommt..) [ALL] Video (MV)

I need the chaos
I use it to try to erase this time and space that I'm stuck in.
I need destruction to try to mask the Noise my heart makes.
Disruption no more,
What a bore
I must be to be someone you feel Forced to know when
I used to be the
One a part of you adored.
Am I going insane?
Lost deep inside a socket of your membrane, the layers all ripped apart. I throw a dart and hit the middle; then The back of the dart fell off.
I hit the Jackpot,
Then got shot in the head.
I am here but I'm not present.
Please, everyone else, pretend I'm dead.
Stop calling if you ain't her.
I don't give a shit.
I'll leave you bitches in the dust happily.
I just create chaos to match the chaos within.
Trust me,
I don't give a shit about anything.
Play my favorite song;
I won't sing.
Come kick it.
I'll get lost inside my headphones. F*ck that positivity you remember so vividly.
You're gone-what a tragedy.
See ya in my delusional realities.
I'm lost and I can't feel anything. Drugs fueling me rapidly,
Speeding through days that feel like weeks.
It's been 3 since you've been gone. I've been so loaded I went deaf. Volume maxed out.
No, I don't want to f*ck.
I don't give a f*ck what anyone thinks.
I'm trapped in my distorted reality. I wish you could hear me.
Why?
I wish you believed me.
Why did you leave me?
How the f*ck did we get here?
I'm losing my mind; ha, it's gone. Darkness has taken over everything.
Ring ring it's U. I'm overthinking; I'll say something lame, then all I hear is the dial tone
Well, f*ck.
Isolated alone,
I f*ck up everything.
The chaos turns to silence.
Memories timeless, one set yet countless scenes.
Taking drugs til I'm blind.
I don't want to see a thing besides the reality in my mind.
I don't sleep so I can't dream.
I only pass out.
Pass that I need a toke.
I am the joke; the punchline is wasted time. All you is a dime.
F*ck switching lanes;
I'm the one to blame.
Nothing will be the same since that month before September.
Programmed to remember,
Temper fueled by ember.
Blankness-you can't tell
I'm dying cuz
I'm stuck in hell.
Oh well, oh well.
Tears dried; no, you can't say I tried. I'm pathetic, I ain't worth the time. Escape and leave me.
How could I ever think differently? I wish I could know you today, but I'm too lame.
I suck anyways.
2 weeks and she left, then suddenly
3 weeks 2 days left.
Comatose.
Shut the f*ck up,
I can't breathe.
I'm suffocating from all this useless shit around.
Dumb trick,
I can't hear a sound.
I told you
I'm dead, bitch.
I got the devil on speed dial.
He calls & we talk about 8 mile. Maybe Eminem's clone will want that dictionary.
Lyrical liar lost in smoke, my pseudo dialects.
I'm losing my composure.
Ich bin sehr shlekt es tut mir lied. RIP to me; this ending sucks because it's make believe.
"Ice denke, dass sie vielleicht kommt." (I think she might come.) "Vielleicht sehen wir uns ächste Woche." (Maybe we'll see each other next week)