No one believes what you say, 
Yer thoughts are kept locked away 
Alone, quiet, cut up and dead 
Passed out from the loss of blood 
The potent smell of no god 
Lying in his bloody bed 
Its hard to breath cant even see 
bored victim, life failed me 

There was no other choice in his head 
Ther was no other choice in his head 
Ther was no other choice in my head 
There was no other choice in my head 

I never talked, you never heard 
Invisible, I feel absurd 
I hate the times, I hate the day 
Make these thought [bad word] go away 
Im lying here in my own blood 
Feel the pain of no love 
It was in his head this whole time  [bad word] tickin like a bomb