I hate the way Im feeling
This lack of hope Im stealing
This way I seem to find
These ****** up tricks in my mind
They can find a way
On any day
To ruin me
To torture me
They can find the worst in anything
And increase the pain of everything
Then theres you
These sordid tricks you do
And then combined
With these in my mind
You have no idea what Im going through
In all honesty you
Dont know what you do
By stating at leisure
These demons you treasure
It fuels my head
With these powers of dread
And ceases any ounce of pleasure
WHY? Arent you perfect?
Why do I expect?
You have your problems
You so openly share
That add to my pain
In my cerebral lair
What can I do?
To stop what youre going through
To stop what Im going through
To stop all this ******* mess I pursue
So you cut yourself
You can deny the motivation
You cant deny the scars
This lapse in concentration
Leaves me seeing the stars
Is it for attention
Or a surreal disorder
That motivates my ascension
Through this dominant border
I cannot believe
These things you urge
But if I were to say
We would be on the verge
And if I were to save my part
So far from the start
It would kill you
So you cut yourself
You can deny the motivation
You cant deny the scars
This lapse in concentration
Leaves me seeing the stars
