They say home is where the heart is, I don't have nowhere to go, trapped in my mind my personality starting to talk to me, I'm never alone inside voices is always around me, its try to kill me praise to my God I hope to taking control of me Suicide sound pretty good right now Before they kills me, Split personality taking over right now Trapped in the far'er nonrecognizing it ain't me Deep into the far'er i tryd to escape but it ain't no escaping but something keep dragging me down every time I try to raise up, But I throw the hate toward the ground so i can pick your pride up, The devil don't want me Its my soul that he needed, Put da thread thou needle n soda da wound up, cuz my soul leaving but dont leaves no room for it to leave, no exit wounds for my soul to bleed.