Multiply your pain three times
Head shakes pressure grows
Victimized with vulgar lies

Throwing up now six times

Pale face anger grows

Had enough with your life
Feel the need to tell someone
In my hour of blackness


Black, $#&@, god, dead
Make them go away

Puss, suck, god, dead
Rip them off me


Won't someone

Stabbed someone four times

Red blood cold death
Roaring breaks in my mind
Throwing up now nine times


Gather my mind fragments
Get them together