Sick of all this pain just wanna shoot it in my veins it never will change I'm getting so deranged and things just stay the same Would do about just anything to make it dissipate my body has a crooked fate it only brings me down actin like a clown I wanna drown like an ingrate this is the state it won't abate is this my fate what future do I hold when I can barely break the mold won't do what I'm told can barely walk i stand to talk brought to attention like I'm in detention like some honorable mention need to harness retention lower dissentions higher dimensions will lead me to ascension its nothing to mention and this physical body its kinda gotti it only brings me down actin a clown until I drown can something set me free from this enconsed, brutality this is a fallacy is this reality in actuality its totality tearing us down like a tower tree its make believe if you let it breath that damn disease that makes us grieve where does the world leave its ease