The rage inside me, it consumes my soul, with a greedy tongue, I am swallowed whole. I tear at my face, as I slowly go insane, while I think of all my disgrace, and how I'm taken in vein. forgive me father, for I am about to kill, those who say they love me, but don't know me for real. the blood drips from the knife, that was dropped by the phone, but it's not the blood of these people, but that of my own. I need to die, cause I don't know what else to do, so here I lie, thinking of you
