How bad

I bring more evil to myself

How sad

Thinking about these stupid things

I wanted to paint with yellow paints

But there are only red ones

I'm not like that

But what I want, I will say

Still angry

I still feel my blame

I confidently say that I do not live

I don’t know where is my positive

Angel demon and i'm in my head

We think which of us will leave this attic

I do not want and want to leave

They help me, probably

When evil rules me, I stop thinking about good

I do not notice changes in my mood

Now i have fun now i feel cool

Now I'm hateful and not helpful

I won’t tell you, don’t even ask

They claim that I use drugs

You won't know better shut a fuck up

You're not so holy to just look at the flood

Do not look at me with such surprise

You too are like all you have sins

Don't do stupid things

Look in the mirror

I want to see

How do you speak