I wanna hate everyone around me
To clear a room, paint it beautifully
To wake up at dawn and do it all over again
Keep myself in check, in the edge of my seat
When will I slip, I couldn't wish for a better turn of events
A strong emotion demonstrates an equal proportion of devotion
A megalomaniac, suffice to say

Alas, Paradise comes as the prize
Of this wicked deformed show of freaks
Insanity demands a dull repetition
Off with these disguises, I dismiss myself so-so

Do not hold my hand in pity, friend
Take my advise as I crawl my sickness, away
Away with this reality of saints and dry ironies

What awaits me then
Should I not, withdraw, excuse myself
It is not, surely, the distance that disturbs
The signs were there
I assume my every pertinent presence was not felt
No one ever called, regardless
They might have perished the thought, foretold my arrival

To odds an end. I was forgotten as soon as my usefulness
Came at an end
Do not touch me with that sweet tongue, friend
Your familiarity stinks of vile intent
And I digress in my routine, I speak out of habit
Even though you disgust me so-so very much
You never came therefore, before I close this door
I shan't forget never to forgive
The offense is carved and well framed within the heart

Were I, to have a home to come back; too I could
Insult you and flee. Smile, possibly because I dare choose
Grow a guilty conscience growl
My ears are clean, momentarily.

I made a mistake, truth be told.
No one ever did take the blame
Sit by my side friends
Purge the thought,
I fail to contemplate the horizon
It is dark and blurry
When one hides afraid