The Wrath

Distraught, deadly and uncomfortable
 Drowning in the masses
 An internal fight that causes doubts to what I really am
 Eyes wandering down to my feet in absolute repugnance
 Entering rooms with constant discomfort
 It's infinite
 Truth cannot be spoken for reality
 To bring upon the wrath of our society's pleas
 To submit to their will, and lie to myself
 Subjected to this torture from everyone else
 Truth cannot be spoken for reality
 To bring upon the wrath of our society's pleas
 To submit to their will, and lie to myself
 Subjected to this torturе from everyone еlse
 It feels like a battle that I cannot win
 Imagining the steel as it pierces my skin
 Listening in on conversations from an empty room
 Hearing all the ones you love spreading lies as "truth"
 Methods of electrocution to create a normal you
 Truth cannot be spoken for reality
 To bring upon the wrath of our society's pleas
 To submit to their will, and lie to myself
 Subjected to this torture from everyone else
 Is this me?
 Yes me
 Not you
 Not you
 Is this me?
 Yes me
 Not you
 Not you
 Is this me?
 Yes me
 Truth cannot be spoken for reality
 To bring upon the wrath of our society's pleas
 To submit to their will, and lie to myself
 Subjected to this torture from everyone else