It’s like being forced to get along with people you hate.
Like an enemy in your body that get to choose my fate
Like my body’s been taken hostage
and I can’t understand a concept of being jumped in
I’ll never stand with you all, my morals don’t agree so I guess I’m the one to burning for their sin
“Ain’t give a fuck how I dressed or how i look” yeah I’ve been walking zoned for 2 days
Dirty, retarded, shaken, and shook
Just saw a crescent moon in the sky and then the lord took it away
I really can’t find it anywhere now but that’s just how insanity play
So please Lord I don’t understand cause I thought you were my friend
So don’t ask me why I said sould to be free, but nah I ain’t ever do it in sin
And now it’s even worse then before so why this happen to me again and every single fucking time they get to win
Over my dead body is all i scream between every retarded twitch in every second wasted away
Remembering every photo my “best friends” snapped and they didn’t even have a reason to cause me this pain
So who was the one that was just too vain
Just donated praying for the day I never have to be a soul survivor again
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They get to "win" and just do it again*