My sole purpose of living is to apologize for my transgressions I've served, I've hurt, there's no sign of salvation Frame my sin and purge my soul Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven I'm deprived, the degenerate do I make you sick The weak imp, fragile, work of your contortions A stones throw away from pure psychosis I walk through a crowded room, completely indivisible from my surroundings, my eyes roll to the back of my head The fear is constant and absolute The faces of the people I can see change shape through the waves of paranoia I am no one, I am nobody Please end this pain End me I need this suffering to stop, I can only take so much I need this suffering to stop, I've had just about enough I don't need your sympathy, things have gone too far for me I don't need your apathy, pull this chair from beneath my feet The sun behind the mountain