I run on compulsion and gasoline

Killing my purpose like a killer queen

I lick up the shit out of quaratine

I puke out the wit and the will to live

I cry out at night about going to sleep

As soon as I've awaken, I wish I could change it

Tired of this body, wish someone would shake it

would build up my will, even if they just wanted to break it

If you can't stop something, it isn't good for you - who's that speaking?

You can't play hide and seek if you only seek the end of seeking

You can't be a freak if you're the only one who deems you freaky

you can't live in a dream if the only thing you know is sleeping