Everything I see
Everything I hear
Everything I feel
It seems unreal
Right now I don't need
Any of this shit
Walls are closing in
Paranoia wins
If living is like this
I'd rather be dead
Won't somebody make it go fuck away
All these images
Of my greatest fears
Become reality
Inside of my head
Spinning around and round
Tearing me apart
Is there any other way
Than kill myself
