Psycho

open your eyes what do you see reflections show the world what you
don'twant to believe i've become a part of everything i hate i've
become a waste
of life no longer feel alive i have seen the enemy and the enemy is me if
seeing is believing then why don't i believe in what i see reflecting on
the things that have been torturing me in my sleep what's keeping me alive
when i'd rather be dead who's putting these thoughts inside my head should
i be dead? should i i should be fucking dead i should be dead dead i'm lost
and trapped inside a world that's fucking haunting me for so long that i
can barley breathe numb from the pain immune to the disease that was
running through my veins wasted away left to decay never fucking shown an
ounce of mercy trapped with no where to go lost and left to die alone i'm
left with this torment coming to terms with the fact that i am nothing more
than this nothing but poison running through my veins no one but myself
left to blame why is it that i cant just see clearly what this world
expects from me why is it that i cant just see clearly what this world
wants from me