[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]