and i am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine. one day, too late, i'm in Hell.
i am prepared now, seems everyone's gonna be fine. one day, too late, just as well.

i feel the dream in me expire and there's no one left to blame it on. i hear you label me a liar, cause i can't seem to get this through.

why try to stay sober when i'm dying here?

2:22 and i'm not scared now. i must assure you, you're never gonna get away.

sometimes i can't tell if it's me losing my mind or it others losing theirs as well.

there's joy in being insane and it's about suffering and questioning yourself that why are you this way.

i hate normality, everything should be crazy asf.

I have spent 28,345 minutes of losing my absolute shit this year ngl.

there's no words to explain how much i hate humanity. especially men.

there's no background hatred, because i can see it live in front of me. it's disgusting.

it feels like everyone are going through it and i'm just standing there and watching how my life is wasting away.

درسته که زندگی میگذره، اما مشکل اینجاست که داره از روی من میگذره و له‌ام میکنه.

دیگه برگشتن به کمر بابام هم کارساز نیست. وقتشه همه برگردیم به کمر آدم.

parts of me stripped away, i’ll never have them back. and you never listened, i’ll forever resent you.

i feel it every day, see it every day, and i’ll forever resent you. i want to make you feel the way you let me feel.

this is the debt you signed in my blood, sentenced my healing to permanent trial. tore the wings from an angel’s spine.