its always there, as if noone can tell
you cant see it, theres nothing I can do
the filth wont stay away, forever anyway
I can push it away, for it only to return
the change is inevitable, only noone sees
inside the source, the code is unbroken
fucked up and twisted, the end result is me
mangled beyond repair, unreachable peace
progress makes it worse, pushes me away
farther down it heads, infects the inner layer
if only it was known, seen through the glaze
wretched outside and frustrated within
so long it went on, wish it could go away
followed by the wake, nothing reconciles
it goes on, day to day
I have no shelter, cant hide from this