I Ain’t Done - Intellectual

[Slaine]

I've been caught up in the darkness of my anger and my hatred

I close my eyes and see myself hanging in the basement

Dangling my legs, veins straining in my head

Blood draining in the tub, drowning in it {*glub glub*}

I been down in it: the mud - I mean down in it: the dirt

I mean really down in it, lost and found in it bezerk

I've been burned by the fire, scorched by the flames

Of my own sins and desires so I call them by their names

When they come~! Greed, Gluttony, Sloth, Envy and Lust

They're all enemies, but they act so friendly with us

They roll with, two other guys we call Wrath and Pride

Now I'm half as high as I am low..

I can laugh and cry at the same time but I can't slow

Down, feeling manicky, panicky, full of anarchy

Can it be so simple to get rid of them with Ritalin?

I'm trying to get into Heaven cutting out the middle man

Every time I drift away I see myself dead and buried in the cemetery

Accidentally staring at the sun

Shining through the filthy glass windows

Broken bottles in the bed-sheets tangled, bloody naked with a gun

I'm livin in this tiny-ass room with the mattress on the floor

And an ashtray, look what I've become

Light up a half-sniped cigarette and take my last swig of liquor

Smoke the filter down down till it's done - but I ain't done

I'm cold-blooded, stuck with the spirit of Hell frozen

Here's a hole inside my soul, my fear and my self-loathing

Got me hallucinating that all my walls are closing in (closing in)

I think I'm losing my grip - there it goes again!

These demons live inside of me they talk to me and lie to me

Whisper homicidally, I'm tryin to get 'em out of me

But I can see this side of me, it's just becoming clearer

I'm startin to hate the sight of me, I break the fuckin mirror

Please Jesus just just just listen to my prayer if you can please

I'm believing that these distances I've gone too far to leave

I'm breathing in the sickness this addiction and disease

This mess I'm in, this vicious is my missus and my mistresses

I'm twisted and ballistic, I'm addicted to this world

Forgive me for the pain that I've inflicted on my girl

And my son, I was stuck holding his bottle and a gun

And I couldn't get away where I was from