The Exit

I'm a sheisty bitch I always waste my time Each day I can't predict Two tone brain filled with grime I exit my marble soaked disposition Bring on ramblings of god, inquisition Excruciate the walls beyond my mind Take another dip in a line of the blind Grave changes I can't possibly arrange with the slightest alterate Emaciate it, I like the rained on graves of blank radiance To overstate, to feel awake Run down the clouds, submerge in the lake Alleviate me Won't you alleviate me I can't believe me I pulled my heart out just for this Opportunity to purge, impossible to resist I pulled my mind out just for this Opportunity to purge, isn't it intimate Yeah isn't it intimate? This opportunity to exist?