(I See You) For What You Are

Cold dread to be in my own head

All hope has gone fled, I'm dead, it's no sweat

And what is raining in my skull is what I can't get away from

Been tryna pull myself from the dumps so much I tore my labrum

And now I don't got the strength to be able to face my demons

Now, Dad, I'll be there to meet you, I simply can't wait to see you

But how am I going to leave Mom? My brothers and all my people

My selfish death wish is hellish, succumbing to all the evil

I'm falling so flippin' quick, cutting edge indecisions

Scarrin' my future self with every single incision

I need to speak to Precision, I need to reach out a little

Writing my pain in songs, it used to be so simple