Born From Hatred

Stop putting me on a pedestal, I don’t like it I don't like it at all I need the attention but it hurts It hurts me so I don’t like it at all I don’t like it at all Count it up until means nothing At the end of the day I’ll be left with When money means nothing what can I Believe in nothing when it moves up me Expanding universe crushed between 2 atoms I wish I understood your enthusiasm The same way it was created All falls down Out of the womb radiated Stop thinking that I’m special Baby I’m not different An NPC okay, a number too Dog tag round my neck, but I don’t wanna be subservient Man I hate, man I hate angels They're holding me back from a higher plane Angels are occupying my brain Nothing can be gained from old texts it’s glacial Frozen over, but you still take it literally it’s painful Stop putting me on a pedestal