I’m unraveling In a grave gravelly Light speed traveling From the judge gaveling
They’re trying to persecute me Like it’s their divine duty Like desperate pigs rooting For their rejuvenating truffles In my dying screams muffled By the executioner’s muscle
I’m paranoid And it’s not the **** I stare into the void That makes me bleed Only to see Humanity Staring back at me With ****** teeth
I maintain my vitality By matching their morality Conforming infallibly To society around me
They try to peek through my window Every time the wind blows So I keep the lights dimmed low To cover my sin’s glow And quietly tiptoe Through the big show
They see through my disguise And start to despise They ask me to die And I ask them why Have I hurt a fly? If they hate me so much Why don’t they **** me? Instead of avoiding my touch With abandonment chilling
I can smell death in the air When they say life isn’t fair Before they try to not care And attack me on a dare After many hateful stares From their disdainful lair
God uses pain to teach So they use pain to preach Giving me grief Over the life I seek So my eyes will leak As the sky turns bleak From lies to the meek
My sins I confess As an SOS To bless my mess Despite its pests Of demonic tests
God doesn’t answer He has forsaken me Giving me cancer He has mistaken me For someone who gives a **** My wrists He’ll slit If He feels it fits So why match wits With almighty spit?