Consequences are infinite
These people don’t quite understand
There’s a world of negativity inside of me

Corroding, collapsing
I make my own downfall

It’s in my head!
So quit asking questions
I’d help myself if I could

Don’t help a dead soul

Confined to a split personality
It’s already dead to me

Make me your bastard
Make me your bastard
Make me your bastard
Make me your master

You did a number on me
Now I reconcile with the damned

Fuck this