hates an addiction and love is a sin
for those who are granted the blacker part inside
never cherishing light gifted unto thyselves
why oh why were we born this way?
rather be a sadist than live life as a saint
making innocence decay day by day
sick of living to love this life
sick of being told to love this place
why do i love? yet at the same i hate?
wishing for a different life all of the time
to compassionate for evil.. to deviant to care
why oh *bunny* why wont my head make up its mind?
what is right and what is wrong in my world
what is elegant? and what is disfigured?
why is peace between people so wonderul
yet so murderous inside of my life?
my concious kills me
when will i be free from this loss of reality?
please break down my wall
thats keeping me from memory of my name
i walk amongst you as a freak in a maze
locked behind bars like a criminal in a cage
im sick of how you think you know my ways
if you have a problem with me then get the *bunny* away
filled with anger within.. yet because i care
i cant do the murderous intentions kept inside
i wanna cut out your tounge and shove inside a spiked casket
or tear apart the things that make you feel alive
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