I have this feeling in my heart of rage and hate
Trying to stop it before it's too late
That **** that flows through my brain
Is starting to slowly drive me insane
It's like a car crash, with lots of glass.
It's like a house fire, with lots of ash.
It's like a tornado, so much destruction.
It's like i'm in ruins, under construction.
The feelings I've felt never cease.
My brain just needs to be at easy
burning slowly in the flames
this will be the last of your sick games
the smell of burning flesh consumes the air
as i suffer, you sit and stare.
unleashing wild, anger and screams
This is the stuff you see in your dreams.