Born and raised under daddy's protective wings,. Sheltered from all the ugly things in life. . But didn't daddy tell you,. There are places where you don't belong,.
Faith in me that's wanting, I don't want to live this way. The ghosts that will chase me forever. And I remember, the things that were both good and bad.
Cement shoes to start my downward motion. A one-way ticket to the bottom of the ocean. Big fish come to check out the commotion. Swallow me whole inside this big fish bowl.
Taste of the life, devour your soul. Your boys are now numbers raising the toll. You think you're a victim, societies leech. Sinned all your existence, white powder you preach.
You feel the need. To draw your lines in your box of sand. Condescend on me. Just who are you supposed to be. There's no one out there as fucked as you.
He's building a mountain for you. You're so filled with your self,. Never wrong always right. . Always the winner in your own little world,. Fantastic, Always on top.
A shattered soul born,. From a loss of faith,. Your empty mind filled,. With the wrath of god. . Now your broken heart,. Will never heal your scars,. But you'll be saved,.
Here I stand alone. Abused by myself. Scenes of suicide. Like a solid wall of fear. Negativity overcomes. Positivity in me. Self pity, laughing. Screaming in my ears.
So now you speak. Words and truth betrayed. My love and my trust betrayed. So take what's yours and I'll keep mine. We'll burn what's yours to forget the time.
Forfeit of reason. I cannot forgive. Dictates of treason. Nothing more I'll give. Wounds are familiar. Scars will never heal. Enamored depression. Nothing more I'll feel.
Insecurity breeds contempt. Opposing perceptions of time well spent. Your disregard for the way I feel. You're all up in your head where nothing's real.
And still there comes another sunrise again. Clouded by the shades of yesterday. Still I feel naivet's hope for change. Memories endured memory remains.
I feel strong. The power is back. It's been gone for so long. Trust me, here I come. . Yeah, the scars in me. Came from what you wanted me to be. But still.
push back at the world around me. I've been the slave they made you see. I've been the one they wanted me to be. don't push me down. I've been the one that they held back on the ground.
tear me open and look inside. see the thing I've become. watch my world now collide. . blistered mind, wasted time. am I so blind. been the one that they made.
Red angels dance on lips. As my mother burns for your sadistic trips. I can turn the vision away. But the image persists it won't go away. You preach like prophets but you say it wrong.
I was the one that you laid out on the table. torn from the heart that once was too blind. now I see clearly the skull that smiles on the mantle. this open wound that bleeds for the deception of me.
Right now what are you thinking. Paddle with the spoon and you came up sinking. Too fast then it gets faster. Downward spin don't think you're gonna last.
so stop pretending... that you know who I am and that you. understand. and stop pretending... that you feel my pain, part of your evil scam. . and you've only faded.
On the eighth day the voice said to me. "Open your mind and you shall be free. Preach the word in a convenient way. And you will become like unto thee".