I am just a tainted soul trying to get clean but it seems my only options are by their judgmental means I know it all can take its toll yet nobody believes That I'm the type of person who can turn a new leaf I gave a million chances yet all I seem to get is one an overbearing judgement expecting the same old outcome I'm just another crazy who sees a strange reality Stuck in a sickened world and still reaching for his dreams I discovered myΒ Β voice and I have found myself Without empathy to appease anybody else I've learned the way you treat me is how you treat yourself Throw me to vultures put me on the shelf I made my choice I paid my dues I've played the hand thats dealt