(Verse 1)

What's the point of being flesh

Life as a mystery

Unable to be refresh

Another story (broken story)

Filled with familiar patterns

Overkill with unoriginality

Never find the glory

Chill with indifference

Alone my life sentence

Never able to get through a few walls

With no doors

Brick barriers that are confining

Covered with graffiti

That gets wash off regularly

But the stains are still there

Nеver go anywhere

(Vеrse 2)

Years of collecting

Notes becoming books

Never found the worth

Within my own words

Pen ink always gone

Written with blood

Dripping on my shirt

Knowing damn well it’ll hurt

Reliving the moments within hell

(Verse 3)

Can you please tell me the fucking price to that it take

To get myself out of this head space

I don't know

What the fuck do you want from me?

I've been battling myself for awhile now

I don't know what the fuck do you want from me

I try to do everything to please you

I've been breaking myself for a while now

I don't, what the fuck do want you want from me this time?

I…

(Outro)

I've been having this battle within myself

No one is going to save me

I haven't call out in the right way

A poser message took the attention

While the real die out slowly