I don’t know just where I am
and what I am in strobing light
I don’t know and I don’t care
who I hurt when someone dies

I work to a different plan
a bitterness that sits inside
a rivalry of innocence
and indolence that makes me lie

I am just a self-destructive
passion, based on interrupt
I cannot help but to currupt and
touching me is suicide

I try to be and understand
the words you say I justify
But I am / what I am / is different
I’ll kill you ‘cos you make me lie

Winter feels like leather
every word and every letter
all this cynicism, criticism
fuck you, I am better

stab you, fuck you in your face
I’m disaffected and displaced
I never should have felt this hate
but someone has to feel this way

stab you, fuck you in your face
I’m disaffected and displaced
I never should have felt this hate
but someone has to feel this way