Benzo

The game is rigged And I've been hated before I thought I did a good thing but I'm no longer me anymore I feel like I've been changed and there's no way back I feel my body under constant attack After all these years my mental state is in decline I tell them that it's all good but I'm really not doing fine Kept together by chemical waste No longer can I take this No longer can I stand the taste And I still live in a state of constant fear I fail to see a way out of here False claims won't heal my mental state Prescribe another dose Eradicate the hate Once again downing counties of pills This will stop the voices My mind no longer will fill With dark thoughts and with murder in mind The sweet relief I will feel Once I leave these thoughts behind I feel this can't be normal I feel that I'm insane I feel I've become immoral The curse that's left with me Will never be the same The fear is rising and I start to sweat Confronted with my end A thought I want to forget I lost my sight no longer can I see further Hang and eat me alive The crows that make the murder Murder