Torture Chambers

Sick and fuckin tired of these fakers, No cares about Trey Chambers, I've been sitting alone in the dark, Stuck in theses torture chambers, Numb to every new mark, Blood is running down my wrist, Dripping on the floor, I don't wanna exist, Not anymore, All I do is work and sleep, With no reward to reap, Not a penny for me to keep, It's enough to make me weep, Everyone around me, Going in debt to me, But I'm still there in their times of need, And that's what's wrong with me, Don't get it twisted, I owe a lot of people, I know what I've been gifted, But sometimes I feel I'm the only one not evil, I swear to God if I see another needle, My blade will not be dull, If I smell meth with my next breath I'll welcome my death, They say everything happens for a reason, But it's the same shit every season, Goin’ ‘round in a loop, Jumping through every hoop God gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers, But I'm feeling weak as watered down Folger's Why can't I get away from these dope smokers I can't pay my rent, But I don't ever wanna see another tent I want to circumvent Every dramatic event I'm spiraling down, in rapid descent In this pit of despair I must relent Because I will not repent I cannot be content I'll say it again, I'm the only one not evil Everybody plotting and scheming Living their lives illegal Beyond redeeming Doing things lethal Doing things that'll leave you screaming I think I must be the only human being with pure intentions in this world so vast, I say what I mean, I mean what I say Everybody using me up ‘till my last drop How can I be relaxed, In a world where nice guys always finish last?