Teeth to Concrete

Faces in the crowds

Blur right in

There's no justification

I just want to see pain

Internal conflict

With everyone else

Disregard for feelings

Alienate myself

Enjoyment of life

Makes me want death

There's no fucking pleasure

In feeling happiness

When all is right

I feel most sick

Your good time ends now

When your jaw meets my fist

Crush every perfect smile to dust