Been awake for 4 days feel like I'm living in a haze
I can barely catch my breath I can barely feel my face
Stomach is in knots and I'm running in a race
If I'm the only one running I would still get second place
This fever that I'm feeling, it is feeding all my demons
And even when I'm sleeping, I still know the devils dealing
My reality is slipping like a CD that is skipping
And though my world is ripping I'm not tripping I'm just sipping
Yeah, and I only ever turn 90 degrees
Never turn my back on my enemies
Vigilant and diligent and annoying
Paranoid from the void, I don't live to please
I just live for me
I don't care what you want me to be
I'm the last rotten apple of my family tree
I'm so worried of what everyone thinks of me
I need validation I need sympathy
I feel so alone and so cold I could freeze
Do I need a cure or am I the disease
I feel as though I've got no hope
I'm always at the end of my rope
Now it's time to tiptoe, through the valley
Of the shadow of my shame
Til I forget my own name
The powers that be are mocked by my existence
As I am a symbol of the spite that exists to prove they are not infallible
And that one man truly can become the inevitable surrender