It’s Killing me!
its killing me!
Seeds of anger, grow inside me
Constant pressure, breeds insanity
It’s like I’m all alone in the world and no one understands
Am I to tolerate this Ignorance in high demand
Its like knowing the showers are really gas chambers
But who am I to tell? This herd of deaf and dumb followers?
But its killing me!
…I’m ripped apart by visions
A bleeding heart inside my screams
They are so indecision
That they’ll never realize their dreams
How do you correct this?
Exterminate the inhibiting sickness?
Or am I judging too harshly?
Should I reflect and take a look at me?…
…Inside the mirror of self tormenting extasies
My evolution, is one of many hypocrisies
But its still killing me!
Its killing me!
it’s killing me!
I can’t begin to explain
The full extent of my pain
Its a vile combination
Of my self-righteous frustration
And all these god-damn clones
I allow to make me feel so alone
Is it victory or defeat?
So beautifully its killing me
That’s right its killing me…
It’s killing me