Forever rot in your blissful world of shit
Forever pride yourself to cure the itch with one final hit
The smoke clears the fucking room
And yet I still have to open my eyes and think of you
Force fed the lies that counteract the truth
I am the very ounce of hatred aimed at you
Feel my cries of ache that have been caused by you
If you take my life, then I will take yours too
Violent measures take form within time