Lost inside my head again,
In trapped you hold the key.
Control is where you find your niche,
Taking all your anger out on me.
...
Tear my heart open,
Lay it all out on the table.
Excruciatingly painful trying to get through to you,
But I suck it up...
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Paranoia Fueled By Dope
Lost inside my head again,
In trapped you hold the key.
Control is where you find your niche,
Taking all your anger out on me.
Build me up.apologize, fill me with false hope
Then tear my world apart with your doubt fueled by dope.
Self esteem and happiness,
The largest joke I know.
I beg you to come back to earth,
But it seems your paranoid delusions will always continue to grow.