I can’t control this prison I’m living in. Can’t reach my goal I just feel like giving in,
Then again, what’s relevant, is that drive is still in me, confusions left me wondering what will my next sin be, I’m empty, living in a world of plenty, should be living life but only darkness tempts me, should vex me but ****** and filth I find it ****, the all seeing eye to guide and protect me,
I’m crazy, maybe? blame the ones who made me, didn’t ask to live in a world of slavery, shouldn’t ask a brass to act like a lady, I’m shady,
You wouldn’t want the task to tame me,
Feeling fear with a mask of bravery
Seeing clearly the silent rage in me,
So steer clear your on different path and page to me