Ration my thoughts*
with blows to my temple
Defeat this obstacle
I wanna be simple
Restless guilt
inspired by hate
I'd kill myself
if it wasn't too late
I shouldn't be here
I feel all alone
Take my soul
I want to go home
Reality shows struggle
as I idle my head
I wont be able to rest
even when I'm dead
To much to carry
I get pulled down
My thoughts are so loud
I can hear the sound
Malicious intent
is carried with me
I hate myself
I hate you all equally
Ration my thoughts
with blows to my temple
Defeat this obstacle
I wanna be simple
Restless guilt
inspired by hate
I'd kill myself
if it wasn't too late
I shouldn't be here
I feel all alone
Take my soul
I want to go home

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