i look in the mirror and i cant stand the person
staring back at me
just tell me who am i and what am i supposed to be
wrapped in endless links and chains
binded for eternity
the locks decayed and they'll never set me free
glance at the skin i feel,the face and the pictures i see
so sickening i dunno whats happening
something inside starting to change
all the anger built inside
is now runnin thro my veins
but outside its all the same,all gray
this horrid world..like hell to display
look at the beautiful pictures on the fancy walls
decorated with designs and beauty fillingh with misery till the skin crawls
come along its time to fall
and ill be there to see it all