Intoxicated waves of insanity drive the rage
The crave to dull the blade is no longer a phase

Miniscule minds never mind and
It's a living hell giving everything away just to disengage
I blow off watching the sunset **** near every day and
The only thing I have left to give away
Is a little piece of myself  

******* and Death threats, backalley beatings become my epithets
Every day is exactly the same
Wandering through graveyards trying to find my name
I Wonder, have I ever lived a life at all?  
In and out of cornfields in the fall to
The Iron Bars of last call
Fading into the background like I never even cared at all

She lays with some other guy  '
And He probably asks her why
It could never be her and I
A spark that couldn't wait to die
That was me
A man without a family