I’m not okay They’re in my head If I was weaker I’d already be dead Perplexed Nothing makes sense to me I’m repulsed by everything you say Confined They’re living in fear Surrounded by degenerate filth Look close One thing is clear The snake will always eat itself So frantically fearful of death in a life barley worth living Obsessing over uncontrollable things In a mind so unforgiving Fuck what you think Let’s run it back again Then We’ll add up the facts and see who’s right In the end Why try and make sense of it When You’ll be choking on the latest trend My mind is a prison knowing you is a death wish I’m not okay They’re in my head If I was weaker I’d already be dead Perplexed Nothing makes sense to me I’m repulsed by everything you say Merely a shell of the person I once knew Pry your eyes open so you’re forced to see the truth Control the outrage and use it as you will A ho
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