Lost in my self pity
scared of myself...

I only had one left
how could you hate one so...

I awake light cracks up above
pressure rising in my chest...

Iv been taking things deeper then ment for
its not my fault i am who i am...

The climax has ended
nerves are settling...

Your sick
ther is no trick...

Anger develops
relaxing becomes a habit...

I don't left from right
I don't know how to continue this fight...

Worse than Satan himself
your name gives me a high...

Hide from pity
Run from yourself...

Feeling my days slipping
Loosing grip on my youth...

You think you know
You hurt me so...