Pain Management (Part II)

Feels calm even though I'm in the eye of the storm

Trying to survive but got all my priorities wrong

Society's entirely gone - everything's different

We distracted, not even my therapist listen

Sitting in this prison imprisoned by my indifference

Crippling difference 'tween my actions and intentions

Back against the fences

Got me acting defensive

The cost of paying haters attention is too expensive

I could write extensive verses on how I've perfected

The art of being special but still feeling neglected

All that complaining and whining is not effective

Sheep do all that crying, the lion is not affected

I am not a messiah but I have got a message

And it's obvious I'm the messenger god selected

On the rooftop of my residence spitting venom

The booth is my confessional where I seek my repentance

I don't really take nothing to manage the pain

Just lose sleep every night until it damage my brain

If I had my way, I would change the game

To make it all make sense, before it makes me insane

I don't really take nothing to manage the pain

Just lose sleep every night until it damage my brain

If I had my way, I would change the game

To make it all make sense, before it makes me insane