People Have Poisoned My Mind to a Point Where I Can No Longer Function

I can hardly breathe cause I can hardly be myself People staring at me, but they all look for someone else I've been lashing out like a monkey in a cage You might see a fucking stage, but this a sold out grave And I know it's easier to listen when you don't want to hear Chose a thousand fucking funerals over white walls for years So if suffering is key, then show me the lock 'Cause thirty years of pain And this is all I got Black is my soul, yellow my drip Blue is my collar and I won't forget How I looked at my hands, shaking and red And thought "people are poison, so I don't need help" Said I'd fucking do it - done - did it myself Buried my soul at the bottom of a well So toss a fucking coin and be a patron to my hell Forty fucking five, fuck the hand I was dealt If I'm at my worst, it can only get better If I keep you close, then I'll always remember That it comes in waves, like it came today Might have made my peace but I'm still feeding off the (hate) I'm chasing new lows, 'cause it keeps me fit I'll ask with my mouth or I'll take with my fist Saw myself in a dream doing awful shit I just want to sleep but now I'm married to regrets This ain't permanence - this is punishment Lost my innocence, fuck an accomplishment In life and in death: triple fucking beam I'm worried about my soul, give a fuck about a scene I'm gone Gone I'm gone Gone