Damaged and Twisted

Im bored with the same old battles, saddling up addiction and riding that hell to the city of affliction staring at myself from a distance , Im so damaged and twisted, from self repair held together with knots and stiches , needle and thread holding on my head, sick and fell, i can notlift Hating myself from a distance damaged and twisted, ive fought addiction won some rounds but im beat to hell , couldn't whip it , I heard the bell and lost the belt couldn't woop myself im to resistant, Limping through hell damaged and twisted, yeah fuck this hell standing on rail staring in a gun barrel i could pull the trigger blow my brains into slivers of mirrors that reflects the pain blood stained outraged, locked in a cage of shame eating every blame on the tray gaining weight from disgrace, empty now I'm nothing to kill the pain derailed and impaled from bad smells , My brain listens to the lies my eyes tell , hating myself from a distance damaged and twisted repaired myself im knots and stiches , fought myself lost to addiction damaged and twisted.