I have the empathy of a rock
The openness of a lock
The warmness of a moon
The lifeforce of a tomb
I have the vices of a devil
A voice that never trembles
With any form of truth
Filling up lies and deceit in you
Pick up the clues
Or you will lose
Fused into existence
Not with life but with death in its vision
Remove the world starting from the top is my mission
Listen before I cut my wrists up
Spilling my emotions in a cup
Then sell it for a buck
I don't give a fuck about life
Knife to my throat late at night
Time to set this right
Force myself to cry
Oh wait I can't even do that
Emotions mismatch
With reality drugs to bring me back
Often mistaken as a psychopath, sociopath or narcissist
Having no empathy, never let to exist
It's sad when your mental illness isn't the curse
But the ones closest to you ignoring it and making it worse
Look me in my pasts face
And coming to terms
I'm less than a worm
Kill myself for the better or for the worse
Can't you see how much your words hurt
I have yet much to learn
But now I'll just burn
Razor razor razor razor blade
Distract from my disgusting disgusting ways
