Started off wise but now I’m just a peasant

Nobody really cared or even has asked yet

Take one good look he’s on another planet

Everyone else seems to be a train wreck

He doesn’t see or speak, to the sane mind

He’s got a good complex he hasn’t got the time

Take it all but to where it all started

Getting thrown out, never come back yet

Good to see you haven’t been effected

Eye of a storm mentally arrested

You lose your mind, but still find a way

If your eyes cannot see, you won’t believe it

Looking back I wonder why, think about the good and bad

About you

Either way I sat and cried
and now without a proper cause I moan

Always repeating the same mistakes

But I do not feel anything, except wrong

Now without you in my life, I can be like the others

And inflict pain

Yeah, he’s got a god complex

He doesn’t care what you see

Yeah, he’s got a god complex

Only takes what he needs

Yeah, he’s got a god complex

Go warn the others please