{Notebook}
why do I go to the war with life,
and glorify the horrifying tortures? Buying into all so blindly.
Trying to get a more uprising form of living that ought to bind me,
to a little supportive psyche...
'cause I'm crippled and torn up nightly by the critters that crawl inside me
they've pillaged and robbed my village and brought nothin' but a lot of trife, please...
I physically lost the might to continue switching the wrongs to right,
these are critical laws that I keep conflicting with a timely basis,
hating and tripping is causing crime-scenes
rid us of morbid mind-freaks. we're fiddling with a frightening,
sinister force that isn't a sort of image that pops in lightly
is it my karma? I mean...forgive me for all of my deeds
committed when darkness strikingly lifted me off of my feet

{Notebook}
oh, I'm haunted
life's gotten over me
I look up and just plead
can I be? can you leave me be?

{Switch}
I have these demons in me/ do you want to see?
A black soul don’t know the key/ ingredient she..
Entered my soul so easily/ But can I just be?
Set my mind right recently/ their still reaching me

All this weight carrying me down/ trying to get the noun
Can swim but I’m about to drown/ crying look at this frown
I have these voices around/ drying just like this town
Headphones listen to the sound/ lying on this cold ground

I’m my worst enemy/ my thoughts can get to me
Drink all that jealousy/ I use to endlessly
Drink more the remedy/ I don’t remember me
Losing it mentally/ Losing my memory

So I’m a fucking hypocrite/ it’s always tug of war
I’m starting to get sick of it/ my bodies getting sore
I’m haunted time to break free/ be how I was before
I’m starting to awake see/ seeing things what there for

I just want to be at peace/ before I’m down six feet deep
Watch see what the demon eats/ coming after the black sheep
Life about to sign the lease/ I’m scared wake up from sleep
I just want to be at peace/

[Hook]

{Danny Void}

Killing myself so intricate. I think I'm not so into it.
This feeling is so infinite. I've never been so innocent.
I'm gone. I've lost. I've never been a pawn. Inside this palm I trust.
This feeling is so crazy, is it love, or lust.

It's nothing to the demons inside of me breathing.
And everything that I think that I need.
Is weighing me down onto the 7th circle.
It doesn't hurt though.

I'm trying just to get away.
I've never been so lead a stray.
And every day I just count the days...

That I've been waiting.
I'm so impatient. I lost my patience.
This fucking basement.
I keep my rage in.

I hope that I can move on.
I don't wanna do something.

That I don't mean.
And fuck you all if you just don't agree.

I hope you see that through my words that it was Maybelline.
Just make-believe. Until I paint the screen.
A better picture. I hate who's with ya.

Never mind it. Find the time to re-a-wind it.
We can realign it.

Stuck inside this hell hole.
All I do is fucking yell no.

Mercy... I'm ghost.