Shit

I feel like shit And I’m so goddam sick of it Break through these mortal stomping grounds Transcend and all that’s lost is found Highs reveal the lows I’m revealed (slow) I look like shit And you enforce the slightest hint I left the scene again, to isolate myself Illegal only if you chose to be the snitch I wanted something more than bland exhausting grind But nothing takes me far I need to give a shit We walk together down the pasts of paths traversed And when the fun is lost I’m tossed: you call it quits Abandoned wasn’t what I’d use to call myself Thanks to this damn disease my mind is shit Left of center can I ask for help? A Right of passage for my loosened belt 'Cus if I don’t care for myself Then who’s going to keep my ass in check It’s pain and it’s harm filled with shame for my cause, I’m the Evil I hate; demon planes are my fate It’s growing shrinking all is cyclic I am shit No one gives a shit about you