There is no amount of suffering you people could ever endure, for desecrating my life, for your own selfish worth.
So why am I the target?
All of your lies are so one sided.
You needed to find someone to blame, I guess it’s me and you people are driving me insane.
So while I think about ripping out your veins and shoving them in your mouth.
Hoping one day you’ll all rot in hell.
Only to keep me as your puppet like shell, for all of your petty ******* that makes the weak dwell.
I’d rearrange your organs and make sure you feel all of the pain.
Mutilate you slowly for all of your ******* lies and games.
But wait I’m the bad guy, and I’m the one whose always hated.
You turned me into someone exactly like you, so don’t put all the blame on me I’m forced to be jaded.
I’m not trying to hide I’m just trying to end this never ending charade.
I’m sick of being your puppet, life should never be a petty game.
So while I can’t accept I can’t end you all for all of this torment, I’ll live out the rest of my days wondering why everyone is always for it.

This place is like a disease.
Parasites spreading their petty poison.
Where did the good come from?
Probably preying on the weak.
This is all so bleak.
So as I try to break free from their slimy grasp, I’ll try not to be involved with their disposable plans.
None of this will ever be justifiable.
I guess they’ll all keep living in some narcissistic denial.
As I hope the ones who are still deserving don’t end up hurting.

Acting like people are beneath you won’t get you very far.
Maybe that’s why this town is like a cult of an army, stealing things from others to reach the stars.
But you can’t go your whole life disregarding everyone else.
Just because you’re not happy with who you are doesn’t mean to contort what isn’t yours with nothing but your hate and doubts and no reasoning to what it’s for.
So as I hope people will see that misconstrued plots are no way to live, I’ll hope they stop using me as their ploy just to get to where they want to sit.
How long will this go on until they finally see, if you work on yourself first you’ll be all you’ll ever need.

Whatever’s going on I honestly can’t understand.
It’s petty ******* drama with your played out hands.
So what the **** is the work? What’s the master plan?
Just leave me alone I never had a chance.
I lived my life as a shadow and someone brought me out.
But you all found your way in and ended up getting me corrupted blindly so there was no doubt.
But now I’m trapped in your sequence and it’s a cycle of torment.
If that’s what being elite is then this should all lie dormant.
Does life even have meaning?
You’re all blinded with tunnel vision I truly can’t see it.
“Nymphos” fiending on corrupted lust.
Your lies make no sense and this life is so out of touch.
When will any of this satisfy any of you?
It never will cause you’re all horrendous just let me live without your played out shoes.

What is your nonsense about being elite?
There’s nothing just or of value about tearing apart someone’s lives at the seams.
You people are filled with superiority complexes and greed.
Will this place ever see peace?
So as you stay blind even after admitting you were wrong, I’ll just hope nothing brutal goes on for too long.
But there’s no more salvation in life or many songs.
But these peoples views on life are contorted because they see everyone else as wrong.
So as I try to come to terms with the life I could never truly live.
I would trade your played out tragedy for my own life that’s never been mine to live.

No torture could satisfy the thirst.
To torment you people for making this life the worst.
Every time before I was never in denial, I don’t know your lies but I was only a child.
To get even would be to **** you to the worst layer of hell.
Rotting and burning with no way out.
Feeling agonizing pain for the rest of eternity.
Is this why you keep me oblivious?
Because I can no longer fathom any peace life could ever bring.
So as I try to get used to the sting that the rest of my life will hold,
I’ll try not to think about my brutal death that you’re all dying to unfold.
So **** the ones who keep the lies going.
The world if not the universe is ****** and I have no desire to keep going.
I guess I know these people will never get What’s coming, because they put it onto others because they’ll never stop bluffing.
So as “evil” takes over I won’t care if it’s hell on earth, I don’t get why you want that but I hope whatever happens to you hurts worse.

Life is misconstrued because no one feels like staying in their own shoes.
I don’t even care that I don’t know what to do because life is nothing but a blackened hue.
So as I hope to see streams of red come streaming from your eyes, as I sit there and wait to witness your merciless demise.
Too bad I’m not strong enough for those twists and ties. I’d mutilate you to hell for all of your petty lies.
So as I hope all of you burn, I’ll try to remember a time where life itself had any sort of worth.
You say you’re elite, but this is one sided.
Maybe it’s not only me whose blinded.
But when life is just a contorted mess, to get whatever you see “fit” not caring about the rest.
I would gladly tear my insides out of my chest.
But I’ll never Rest In Peace until I rip your organs to shreds.