Question myself till I bleed
Will I live to spoil another day
The answers lost in mud
I won't if it goes on this way
And what if you discovered that
I could not give a f**k
Would you crumble, start to fall
Just like I have a hundred times before

Blacken my face
Distort my features
I'll be no-one soon

I was told to bank on 70
22's been hard enough
Search for a space to hide in
The life I have's too much
Feeble-minded, fickle and worthless
Sickened by my blind incompetence
Can't even pay the rent
And I can't see a way out

Blacken my face
Distort my features

alone - on my own - I fight but I will not win

I have been wrong - misled - and now I feel dead
Put in goal for the millionth time
Not a scratch on anyone else
Fuck you - can't even erase my self
I don't want to be here - living with fear
So whilst I hunt for the exit - keep the f**k out of my way
And you should know by now no one f**king hurts you like you hurt yourself

Submission hold around my throat
Father, son and holy goat