[Verse 1: Boondox]
Fall asleep dreamin' red is what I see anymore
And I do not fear of d**h because I seen em before
My eyes are closed to open wide to see it never change
Only the players in the game, but all the rest stay the same
Is this reality I'm livin' in or pinnace for pricing
I'm feelin' sorry for myself, please take out the violin
And playin' symphony to soundtrack of a lunatic
I mighta illuminated or finally loosin' it
I walk a thin line between myself and somebody else
And I cannot decipher between I'm living in f**in' hell
Or dying on earth, my whole world is a crying shame
Nothing is what it seems it's like some sh** out the crying game
I'm sickening, inflicted in feeling somewhat vindictive
I'd put a bullet in my brain, but even that seems conflicted
Where would I end up or it just start all over
Give me the horns of Lucifer or the wings of Jehovah
[Hook: Syn]
All this violence in your head seem
Flowing through your veins like a symphony
And it's a psychopathic melody
Sit in silence still your head scream
Playing through your veins like a symphony
And it's a psychopathic melody
It's a psychopathic melody
It's a psychopathic melody
[Verse 2: Boondox]
Is my reality a figment of my imagination
Everything that I see, somehow it's all my creation
Or am I just as disturbed as some f**ers locked in the padded cell
Doped up on anti psychotics, livin' in hell
Can't remember my birth, no recolection of d**h
And where did it all go away? No longer taking a breath
And when did it all go away? If I started blastin' at ba*tards
Startin' k**ing everybody, I'm a virus or cancer?
Am I the reason for bleeding the reason families are grieving
The reason for seasons like I'm the reason for heathens
Or am I just a human being who is only being human
With more questions and answers like what the hell am I doing?
Why do I'm still obsessed with this sh** just fill me with zolopine
Let me drew in the corner, just shoot me up fully dopamine
I just wanna drift away I call my daily departed
But with my love that's how this whole situation got started
[Hook]
[Bridge: Syn]
This won't go away until your dying day
And you will suffer in your own way (your own way)
And in the end there will be hell to pay (hell to pay)
At the gates they say "go away, go away, go away..."
[Hook]