To perceive the dreams that deceive
me, the disease that will displease me,
To conceive the mind that I've received, the nightmare just scares me,
but then the light shifts, a whole night a drift, out and about, yeah I need a
lift,
drop three uppers and pop a downer, stop Erik, them pills will kill you,
just killing the persona, yeah that kid you thought you knew, the leader of your
crew,
but carnage emerges and the child submerges, out came the feelings of fiery
hate,
sex, money, and murder, the venomous lyric detonates, ahead lays waste, this is
your fate,
again the light turns, the pit of your tummy churns, what's coming up next?
But the domestic disturbance can't still dance about in your mind, it jumps to
your chests,
I'll twist and turn, to make you yearn, you get the just of it,
I'll make you bleed, you'll want it so bad, I could make you lick my shit,
these are my personas, my schizophrenic syndrome,
not started by music, unreleased in my own home,
despite my best attempts, the characters come upwards,
physically, mentally, and spiritually my whole just hurts,
so leave me alone, to myself I want to be,
and hide behind the mask and smile that you see.