Misused and tattered dreams with nowhere to lay my trust
Memories shattered and torn away no time to adjust
Busted and cuffed I know I have nothing else to live for
I want to release these feelings of depression I abhor
Blazed yet forgotten my thoughts spin like a turn table
Mentally strained my thoughts are no longer stable
Unable to communicate with the world that's outside
Denied feelings of hatred haunt me with rules I don't abide
Lied to and beaten for fun, a dog of Vick's
I gotta have it again, the daily fix
Conflicts of mentality with death they inflict
You could predict the future yet you still end up tricked
Told you I was fine, when really I felt confined
Defined emotions aligned with death they combine
The inside of the my thoughts resemble columbine
It's a fate I can't escape, death is always intertwined