I feel depressed and fucking alone
I wish I had a place to call my home
Home is where the heart is
But my adress is in my suitcase
I've been trapped for years, feels like forever
I see my nemesis when I stare at the mirror
Searching for a place to call my shelter
Living a nightmare in which I am the monster
I wanna run the path, no one will stop me
check out my epitah "In fucking memory"
Let go of my wrath, write my own story
But I'm a psychopath, proud of being dirty
I'm gonna run the path
Get rid of my wrath
no one will stop me
I'll write my story
I feel mad
I feel mad
I feel mad
I feel mad
I'm just another witness
Of this sick life
I'm just another witness
Of this sick life