you know what?

You know what,

i'm fucked up..

you said i got my sense, that's bullshit..

i ain't got nothing..

just distance..


unreliable dogma
unrealistic truth

i swear to myself to follow none of that mystical being
devil tries to seduce me with its lust and desire

with those fucking horrific nonsensitive graphics

fuck, fuck those portrayal fuck those libido

i ain't got nothing real

promises, promises, and promises

fuck, my world is fucking doomed



i wish i could erase those memories

restart my brain and begin load friendlier image

fresh thought

fresh mind


oh God, i wish you could be the one that shows me a way...

this madness is killing me..

is killing me..