All I have got in this life is memories with FORMER FRIENDS. People look at me and they know that I am a LONER WHEN, they see me not being able to talk like I am 'WATERLESS', no 'heart to make the blood move', that it is why I 'TURN ON, the waterworks' a lot to $#&@ing 'live', yeah it is HIDDEN ONLY in my heart, even though I am very HURT, NO one knows anything, I'm just the FREAKING LONELY, autistic kid in the back of the class, disabled from speaking, VERY SHY, but if you talk to me, you'll know I'm smart not as stupid as you think with a DIRTY MIND. I claim I'm happy and funny, but I'm a kid with a BURIED LIFE. No soul, no smiles, just fakeness in front of the same ones who HURT ME, MY, God, I was praying till I'm crying, made it to the POINT WHERE, I almost became atheISTIC 'cause I was MISLED to NOWHERE, where nothing GOES RIGHT, never ALRIGHT, NO CARE, was given to me, so I didn't care back till I became this idiot, breathing COLD AIR. I was so depressed and felt so lonely, started talking to my OWN SELF. Going to my friends' houses but not knocking just staying there with OLD KILLED, memories, pining nostalgically and remiNISCING, It's like the reason I make FRIENDS, IS to be losING THEM. Life doesn't want me LONELY, it wants me to be remembeRING !#@(, about my old HOMIES so I suffer with my soliTARINESS. I'm PANICCING. I can't take it, I've became a MANIC KID. Life is just SADDENING, and I am AGGRESSIVE, regretting a lot of !#@( like not meeting my best FRIENDS when I could, so don't ask why am I not LAUGHING, !#@(!
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Chorus: Crying myself to sleep, in my bed, with headphones at night, in a dark CLOSED ROOM. A wet pillow and a blanked, how would you feel like if these are the only ones who KNOW YOU? Crying while rapping, I'm USED to IT. Crying while singing, this MUSic IS, my best friend in this RUTHless !#@(ty life, the thing that made me a LUNaTIC! Crying myself to sleep, in my bed, with headphones at night, in a dark CLOSED ROOM. A wet pillow and a blanked, how would you feel like if these are the only ones who KNOW YOU? Crying while rapping, I'm USED to IT. Crying while singing, this MUSic IS, my best friend in this RUTHless !#@(ty life, the thing that made me a LUNaTIC!