The wrong doings with something beautiful, it’s like the cold when I cope
A pure soul lace with sinister, I picked a hood not the cloak
Influence roughly suited well, instead this black ice heat froze
Legally insane, actually yes, no other way to be I suppose
While my cancer advances your shit killing chances and glancing at answer on papers
Hey doc can you save us a cure for my patience that’s disturbing your patients
Under God can he save us and that’s just by saying that right now
He don’t already hate us, And he probably does but man I don’t blame him
We fuck things constantly ironically his image’s inside me
I doubt what my faith should be, double when my fate will be figured out certainly
Disbelief triggers hypotheses, Socrates hopping these fossil trees, docile things
Scales with wings and frankly I don’t know what to think or believe
Or even decide just exactly how bad things have come to be
The wrong doings with something beautiful, it’s like the cold when I cope
A pure soul lace with sinister, I picked a hood not the cloak
Influence roughly suited well, instead this black ice heat froze
Legally insane, actually yes, no other way to be I suppose
When my mind gets too frantic, chemicals get affected
It can’t work the sick that infects it, whether or it’s connected
I confess that I’m reckless to the point that it’s fucking pathetic
I got diseases and problems the docs just can’t solve them
I stare off at these objects and out come these demons and goblins
And I’m sick of these jaws dropping from telling all of this to the psychologist
And above all of this for my bad calls, Mom and Pop I apologize to you all
I’ve never been able to talk with constructing these walls
And I pray for the day when they crumble and fall
Cause all the wishing and praying and top medication won’t stop what I’m facing
If home base’s foundation ain’t strong, and despite my frustration and erratic behavior
Not for every second but I’ll admit for the record I’m wrong