I rear my ugly head from this cave of solitude, unloving untouched unforgiven Everyone has something to say, causing years of mistakes and isolation Myfather, he knows not of these wounds I have given Set apart from the competition A man alive, a show of pure aggression Set apart from the competition A man alive, an act of hard suppression Is this delusion? Is this bravado? Spit in my face and pull me under Universally hated and largely ignored I'm feeling pretty bitter and this pain I've reserved for you Prepare for the very last time of unassisted breathing This smirk, this walk, is all for show and as long as I hide these broken knuckles, no one will know