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Maze, psychopathic daze, |
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I create this waste |
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Back away from tangents on the verge of drastic ways |
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Can't escape this place, |
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I deny your face |
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Sweat gets in my eyes, |
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I think I'm slowly dying |
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Put me in a homemade cellar |
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Put me in a hole for shelter |
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Someone hear me please, all |
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I see is hate |
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I can hardly breathe and |
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I can hardly take it |
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Hands on my face over bearing, |
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I can't get out |
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Lost, ran at my own cost hearing laughter, scoffed |
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Learning from the rush, detached from such |
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And such bleak all around me, weak listening, incomplete |
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I am not a dog but |
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I'm the one your dogging |
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I am in a buried kennel, |
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I have never felt so final |
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Someone find me please, losing all reserve |
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I am fucking gone, |
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I think I'm fucking dying |
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You all stare but you'll never see |
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There is something inside me |
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There is something in you |
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I despiseCut me, show me, enter |
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I am willing and able and never any danger to myself |
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Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain |
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Or was my tolerance a phase? |
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Empathy, out of my way, |
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I can't die, purity |
