I've walked a-
Long time now
Plagued by-
Unfulfilled ambition
My own hate
Enthralls me
It reigns over me
Like a thorny crown
Pierces my mind
Desire that left me
Like all things do
Bitter with pain
Cursed in love
Raptured my heart
Burned and clothed
Death overcame me so-
Death I Become.

I was born in the ghetto.
Raised up on the streets
only dependant on me.
My father was a drunk.
My mother was a punk.
You see society is always looking down on me.
Everyone sees me as a mistake.
Plain as blank page.
They dont know the pain.
They want me to give
But what can I give
When I've alredy
Given up.

I can't be what you need
because I'm trying to be what I need.
And honestly it hurts putting myself first.
Everybody's always bugging me.
You're constantly accusing me.
I'm wrong for being right.
Words are an accusation.
I'm on the stand
The verdict is out
Guilty is my Savior.
I'm lying about all the things I say don't plague me.
You got me down on my knees.
I'm begging
You even got me praying.
I'm trying and crying
Words are like a knife.
And I've been stabbed multiple times.
Shot in the back
By You