Body as a witness

I‘m so mad

I‘m so mad I think I hate you

I can‘t

can‘t believe

you still bother me

I can‘t

believe you still

make my cry oh cry to this day

Will I

ever make it out

make it out of here alive?

I hope you fucking die

It must be nice

to be blissfully free and ignorant

while I

How can one moment

How can one moment

take me out of my body like this?

Will I

Will I ever make it

out of here?