Madness took a hold of me and gave me a reason to bleed.
Focused on things I thought I could be, I missed my greater needs.
Less if more with a covered face, was told things I shouldn't hear.
So I gave up their adapted ways and came closer to perfected grace.

Bare with us you're always wrong, but I just don't belong.
But when I came in piece.
I left in pieces, told the usual lie.
Sit back and let us all tell us all tell you why you're dying inside.
There is always someone to control, someone to control of this day.
But if I gave up half of what I love, would it ease the pain.

Half dead, dead tired, soul raped again.
I need a mental fix.
Prescribe me a vaccation, put me to rest.
Sleeping is what I do best.
Stuck in the middle of working class hell.
The rings decieved me I could tell.
Cause someone had leaked and I was to blame.
Framed in my perfect hell.

Bare with us you're always wrong, but I just don't belong.
But when I came in piece.
I left in pieces, told the usual lie.
Sit back and let us all tell us all tell you why you're dying inside.
There is always someone to control, someone to control of this day.
But if I gave up half of what I love, would it ease the pain.

So when you encounter the people you hate, don't forget to bring them down.
They infest all that you take for granted.
They are implants that deserved to be drowned.
Do unto another, what should have been done long ago.
If we don't erase these cells.
They will surely come back for more.

But when I came in piece.
I left in pieces, told the usual lie.
Sit back and let us all tell us all tell you why you're dying inside.
There is always someone to control, someone to control of this day.
But if I gave up half of what I love, would it ease the pain.

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