There is cold
There is dark
There is aggression
There is frustration
Like in a void you throw punches
Wishing you hit something
You only fall further into the darkness
Driving me into isolation
On my own terms, knowing it will kill me
They will never break me ‘till i’m dead
Lobotomizing me is the threat
Without escape what is the option
Lying here without a function
Just go ahead I am already dead
The bitch that denied my freedom
Came to give me my daily dose
I figured this was my chance to not leave
I cut her up by her throat
Dragged up her jaw
Sprayed her all over the walls
Peace I found, now I can go
Used the blade to maim my arm
Childhood memory is out of reach
Now is there anything to feel?
Your parents and siblings. they have no face
If you try to remember they are covered in sheets
Driving me into isolation
On my own terms - even knowing it will kill me’
they will never break me ‘til i’m dead
The bitch that denied my freedom
Came to give me my daily dose
I figured this was my chance to leave
I cut her up by her throat
Dragged up her jaw
Sprayed her all over the walls
Bright clinical light wakes me up
I'm tied to the bed, my nightmare won’t stop
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