Slipping off to sleep, off into dream land
Nonfiction or fictional life that I am living
Can’t distinguish the differences on hand
No one can find me to where I had driven

All by myself, no one else is around
Just me, dreams, realities, and downfalls
With life full of rage just been kicked in the balls
This is my life; one tried but never found

Clouds and emptiness surrounds me now
Floating though space to the end
Stories of the future just around the bend
Ends of my existence just got me down

Life has thrown me a pickle
Given up on life and shut the door
Watch as the blood, I did let trickle
Down my face onto the floor

All my life been misunderstood
Been rejected by the culture
Surrounded by hate like a vulture
But don’t you worry all has been good

Just wait and see as my time draws near
Fuck you all for all I might care
Pointed and laughed at with many sneers
Still I stand tall as I may dare

Let us see who gets the last laugh
Hatred is in the air, let it linger
Turn on the world and give it the shaft
Look at the world and give it one last finger.