Dont stand next to me
I have a madman to contend to
He lies and cheats and steals
Through his eyes its better not to feel
Hey you dont bring that shit on me
I know what the fuck you mean
The sores the blood the anxiety
It keeps the cycle of insanity
Im a reflection of pain
The more self torture the more I gain
The constant complaint with me
The shit, the hate, the things I see
Youll see
Youll see
That I need
To be free
When Im dead theyll have nothing good to say
Shouldve been locked, confined, put away
Tortured
Tortured
Youll see
Youll see
That I need
To be free
Hey you dont bring that shit on me
I know what the fuck you mean
The sores the blood the anxiety
It keeps the cycle of insanity
Youll see
Youll see
That I need
To be free
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
