So much pain in the bottom of a seally bag
And it reminds me of the life I could of really had
For every scar on my arm it never made me stay clam
Left my head ringing like alarm
The itch always burning like its ******
A need that I just couldn't run away from
And when I look around today and wonder where the hell have all my mates gone
Shackled up in chains I can't see they will ever break from
An this is only take one
But there's no take two
Thousand hits of Dimitri
still couldn't break through
So I'll have to make do
Knowing there's a part of me that loves and a part that really hates you
I never meant to hate you
I never meant to hate you

Time watches me
Tick tock
For a second I wasn't me
But the hour glass smashed
And i was sinking in sand
Time stands still in a distant land
The past was a present for the future a new generation to tutor

Follow every track on my vein
And you can map out the pain
I use just to black out my brain
Captain deranged
Acting insane
Sat back with my backpack back in the rain
Blackout , snap back and I'm back in the game
Racking my brains don't want money but I'm begging for change but for now I'll keep acting the same trying to maintain in the main frame an keep focus on the main aim
Any way to rot the brain

I could be anything, anything at all
I could be an archeologist or a doctor out on call
I could be your therapist and help you when you fall
But I know what I want to be and it ain't any of the above at all.

You see I could be an astronaut zooming into space
But I don't think that would help me
I'd still feel out of place
People make me sick
People are just waste so I'm here to rid this beautiful world of the disgusting human race
I want to be a serial killer
There I've let it slip
I've been holding this back for years but somehow I've lost my grip
So I tried to be a serial killer an started with my own wrists
Not much of a serial killer, not Much missed

But what is really going on
Can you really tell me?
Or are you just hoping I'll buy the story's you tell me
Your nonsense makes no sense
So I doubt that you can help me

But go ahead and talk
Tell me you schemes
But I'm not really there
I'm away in my dreams

The human race is a disease
Bringing mother nature to her knees
If you open up your mind you can hear her screams in the breeze
If you listen to what she says you'll find that find that wisdoms in the trees
Listen to me please , this has got to stop
People are really dying and your not happy with what you've got
Just take a good look at your self chasing fortune and the wealth
Happiness is not something you can buy of the shelf
If only more of us would help we could all live well
And no longer have to live under Lucifer's spell

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Can I get a super tab of acid liquid at some psychedelic doses
And we can crush our noses snorting osteoporosis
Time to process psychosis
I don't know if you know this or you've noticed
But I'm certainly not the oldest or the wisest
But the surprise is that the thing that made me write this was that little bit of happiness that lives inside us