No... one... understands... And with my turbulent mind how canny I'm designed I'm becoming in this current moment of time, a sturdy confine From running, but in place to see the faces of survival and despair Thinking in the air, mocking me into more solitaire, all I bear And now I'm grasping the sadness even more Nauseated, face to floor cause hope is whore And wrist gon' pour getting fucked till it sore So I execute reasoning, obliterate unity wholeheartedly Contest to lessen felicity with the diabolic part of me I ain't see happiness but it's delusion, confusion My insistence to journey through this pandemonium intrusion I'm surviving this misconception Faith and tranquility ending like misery Heretic red herring the ability My excuse is concrete, lies deep when I sleep On rock pillars and rubber sheets My oppressive hospital suite... No... one... understands... No... one... understands... And all the time with this bullshit infected in this Reptiles and fuck bitches, my brain itches Paradise in six foot ditches Solo's like Lepers in colonies Opressed economy be bombing me I have my family embalming me, it's all in me Pushing tears (All these years) Cocaine and beers (through the years) Numbness for years so fuck these years I'm dropping, pain only appears I gag my ears (and live in fear) Can't stop the conversation in the sub-conscience So bring your children over hug the monster No... one... No... one... Hard to believe everything that you're told And if a sin is a sin then we've all killed Nicole In one form or another, we've all stole a dollar In one way or another Faith is the cure-all that makes you think in the light And if we've all done wrong Then we've all done some right somewhere But the negative's more attractive, seductive, destructive A lie to the mind's eye, pointlessly productive Wrong wastes time, right makes good use Sometimes the villain gets the riches And the saint gets the noose in this world, it does confuse Righteousness and evil as well as win or lose Am I humble or is my self esteem just low? I mean, is me thinking I ain't worth a fuck a good thing? I seem aggressive and pushy and as obnoxious as maddening As I do my laziness depressing and saddening No... one... understands... No... one... understands...