Mutilate, distraction
Clean my fear for interaction
Pale blood, angry cells
Panic does not mean affection
I'm running fast and hiding deep
Where's my soul, how can I heal?
City lights to scare me
People will never take it easy
Rejection is the purest kind of joy
Iconic feelings will never annoy me
How to breathe without suffocate
Is there a way? Am I too late?
Feel this sadness but I need real rage
Cannot go outside, I'll learn to be safe
Is there a hole or is there a way
I'll tell you my frustrations to escape the fate
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