People Have Poisoned My Mind To A Point Where I Can No Longer Function

I can hardly breathe cause I can hardly be myself

People staring at me, but they all look for someone else

I've been lashing out like a monkey in a cage

You might see a fucking stage, but this a sold out grave

And I know it's easier to listen when you don't want to hear

Chose a thousand fucking funerals over white walls for years

So if suffering is key, then show me the lock

'cause thirty years of pain

And this is all I got

Black is my soul, yellow my drip

Blue is my collar and I won't forget

How I looked at my hands, shaking and red

And thought "people are poison, so I don't need help"

Said I'd fucking do it - done - did it myself

Buried my soul at the bottom of a well

So toss a fucking coin and be a patron to my hell

Forty fucking five, fuck the hand I was dealt

If I'm at my worst, it can only get better

If I keep you close, then I'll always remember

That it comes in waves, like it came today

Might have made my peace but I'm still feeding off the (hate)

I'm chasing new lows, 'cause it keeps me fit

I'll ask with my mouth or I'll take with my fist

Saw myself in a dream doing awful shit

I just want to sleep but now I'm married to regrets

This ain't permanence - this is punishment

Lost my innocence, fuck an accomplishment

In life and in death: triple fucking beam

I'm worried about my soul, give a fuck about a scene

I'm gone

Gone

I'm gone

Gone