chaos in my mind, we runnin out of time, these voices in my head when im in bed get out of line they try an get the best of me when i just wanna rest in peacerip to demons ima tourture like they torchored me, morals are varied but they gone behave, i see em sweat when i make em my slave, diggin their grave in return for the hate, fake angel wings yall look like snakes attacked my brain when i was low, i know thats how depression goes on my soul keep my word an got those curves fuck these hoes, try fuckin with me an youll get smoked