been down this road plenty enough got released indeed.its great to feel the sun on my face wait whats a mistake better late than never and a dollar short got what it takesyeah what more i gotta prove removed myself from the struggle within and Once again above your head hurts sometimes in need of some comfortable visitation against the world i stand alone you make me loose control now out on parole living my life the way they tell me to its ok im breaking free from being a citizen to convicted felon spliting melons love of the darkness dwelling in-between the realms of dimension not allowed to express myself not to mention with this another conviction so many restrictions stranger than fiction the voices stopped my head is clear wtf happened every time i show any interest fowled amounts of friction my life as you would make it out to be careful enough like a labotamy take away everything that's me instead of getting angry i looose myself ready to forget who i am what i want my dreams my beliefs there's no reason to live but my life be chosen my free will frozen my demon's broken cant smoke weed drink a beer got no time for work the only thing left is the hurt constant let down allowed nothing nowhere to be myself lost in this fiction actually facts are whacked stacked against yhe world loose myself for so long im lost tossed in a realm out of my cell demon in me died went back to hell no more spells say it will be ok as a big part of me slowly torched and dies fuck this life and all the righ that goes unseen between suicide and sorrow filled days that never seem to end once again been down this road and apparently going down it again fuck