text: Deranged from the blood stains all over my brain
  Just another day, this killer train is ridin down your way
  Im fucking starting to unthread, these voices thats in my head
  I got a romance with the dead, and sleeping in river beds, uh
  Damaging my organs, to me, they just aint important
  Im a different kind of breed, the one that dont even breathe
  The one you aint gotta feed, just rob and take what I need
  Fucking product of the $uicide, fucking spawn of Satan
  Cuttin on my wrist, while these women fornicating
  Im debating to take my life, forsaken by sacrifice
  Mistaken for something nice
  Pile of ashes is my final form
  Got a roll of duct tape, and a rag soaked in chloroform
  Flies swarm because my bodys warm, shatter the urn
  See me blowing in the wind like a scattered storm
  Grey matter splattered in front of the corner store
  Saw that when I was fourteen, walking around the 2nd Ward
  Send him to the seventh floor
  Ended up with floor seats to something I didnt want to see
  Now that scene is in my head every time I go to sleep
  When I dream, I rest in peace knowing Ill be dead
  Earth will be my final bed
  Poison me with lead, inject it into my fucking head
  Pressure, pressure
  How do I dear deal with all this pressure?
  In my way
  It’s in my lungs
  It’s in my thoughts
  It’s in my brain
  A guilty conscience some might say, I’m paranoid and locked away
  A withering weed in the garden that God wasnt supposed to save
  Locked up in an open grave
  Reading King James Bible
  With a couple quotes erased, but kept the ones that made me smile
  Do I really see everything for what it is?
  Or is it that I can’t see anything with such a bad case of denial
  When I die, then put my body in a boat
  And light it on fire, push me out to sea
  And let the wind do what I might-a
  No matter whatever I feel about anything
  It wasn’t until I burned all my bridges
  It made my future brighter