I'm living a lie
and it's not the best thing for me
but anyone and everyone is gonna hear another story
I'm building a house
of murderous intention
to keep it all from coming down
I've gotta focus my attention
Because confidence is key
when violating trust
I'm making sure that I believe
I'm doing what I must
which is attempting to kill
the little boy inside
but as hard as I try
the child will not die

I'm irrelevant
and I'm living down in the ****
I follow these pigs around
but I never get used to it
'cause they keep building and building
their feculent franchise
I wish I could see this filth
through someone else's eyes
Because ignorance was bliss
but now I must adjust
these animals, they operate
on jealousy and lust
I'm taking back what was lost
and I will not be denied
I'm crawling my way to the surface outside

did you write this?