The Deep End

This isn't a road

To the bottomless pit of my soul

Becoming half of the better damaged portion of what's whole

Some call it sick, deranged, insane

And sometimes I prefer it

Rather that to be just labeled this plain

And play like some disfigured chess piece in life's corrupted game

Feel the sorrow

Life reached

And so, accepting youth

Still wanting to grow and just let go

But the grips from the fingertips

Of insanity's overbearing hold

Feels airtight

As if I need the jaws of life

To come and cut me out the darkness

In an effort to shed light

From the subject

To the public

The world can live without me

Still feel blessed inside to speak my mind

And hoping they never doubt me

And through death

Hoping they remember

And never ever will they ever forget about me

And if I'm resurrected

Second coming of second life

Second chance to know about me

An insight to my own sight

Tell God: You'll see

If I was just sane

As the rest of you little robots

Then I prefer to be shot

Induce me with the pain

Shoot venom in my veins

Cause you don't know my story

No, you don't know my story

There's really nothing for me

So in the end is glory

Feel like an 8 by 10 and a 5 by 7

I'm in the wrong frame of mind

And I wish my indiscretions had a warning sign

But I get by

And that's a lie

But I gotta refuse to let em' know

That on the line in which I ride

I choose to break away

Wanna bring it back

That which you take from me

Even if it means I gotta go to war with everyone

Who wanted to end my little bit of everything

Guess I'm too mad or too sad to say

I was born in a city

But now I'm living in a confused state

That's full of decay like a toothache

They tried to pull me out but it was too late

Now I'm a product of a brand new hate

I'd rather die than be what you say

Living a lie to let the truth hang

Individualize me like a new game

Well the rest of ya'll just sit there and get faded

If I was just sane

As the rest of you little robots

Then I prefer to be shot

Induce me with the pain

Shoot venom in my veins

Cause you don't know my story

No, you don't know my story

There's really nothing for me

So in the end is glory

I'm drowning in a pool of my surroundings

I put this knife to my Adam's apple

And starting it back

Let's count down from 10

I'mma tie that rascal

Fleeting from the lines

An acid jackal

Shackles all on my palms

Because psychedelic trips gone bad

(In me)

Recollections of my pissed off dad

Sitting in the pathfinder

And I still ain't found shit but

All silhouetted pieces of me with my wrist cut

And I wish you well

Hell, I was bullied by the minotaur

School with a crew

With a toolie

Inside a rental car

You don't learn from god inside a seminar

But you hear about the devil every which way you turn

Perhaps we were made to burn in hellfire

And I desire to be stronger

With the songs that I sing

Go ever somber in this life of mine

Memoirs of the suicidal

I guess my father is my truest idol

Gone

If I was just sane

As the rest of you little robots

Then I prefer to be shot

Induce me with the pain

Shoot venom in my veins

Cause you don't know my story

No, you don't know my story

There's really nothing for me

So in the end is glory