Eyes facing me wanting to blame me
I'm at a war and the artillery is aimed at me
You talk like you care about these people
They spend their lives blaming me, saying I'm weird
People are savages fighting for Money
Look at yourself, hipocryte, you don’t care

Don’t blame m

I hate to look at you
Your smell lingers in the air
You think you own me
I’m not what you think I am

You’re everywhere I look
Like a room full of myself
Stillness in the air
I roam to find my way out
Anger fills my eyes
I curse the way you are
I want to