Terrified Hate when the voices talk Running my mind amok Social lies
Paranoia in my conscience And when it talks I don’t care at all Moral fentanyl I’m a book with different endings If my exes talk Should I care at all? Guess my character is flawed!
Sometimes I Have trouble being honest Follow my moral compass It leads to a dead end Leveraged words sound absurd (This is fucked; I wish it wasn’t. I question my own involvement.) I’ll convert social curves
Paranoia of the masses And when they talk I don’t care at all Moral fentanyl Innocence a distant memory When my exes talk Should I care at all? Guess my character is flawed!
I’m using justifying lines, always the good ones Cue from the black lung: time to step outside
Out of spite I want you to be honest Does the energy I harness Make you feel alright? Leveraged words sound absurd (This is fucked; I wish I wasn’t questioning my moral compass.) I’ll convert social curves
If twisted thoughts were poison I’d be dead
Paranoia in my conscience And when it talks I don’t care at all Moral fentanyl I’m a book with different endings If my exes talk Should I care at all? Guess my character is flawed!