This pen was an escape to me  from the world out there
Physical pain was an escape through the mental one
Although I never escaped the truth
A knife slits my throat while I'm wearing my best suit
Sleep wasn't enough for me anymore
So I jumped on to the fifth pocket pills
Even if it's the soul which it kills
Mind's on the left while body on the right
Yeah I'm having completely different kind of thrills
Even sometimes it gives me down my spine a quite of the chills
Mind out of control
All I need is some tight and hard leashes.