I got under the grip between the modern hell I got the rejection letter in the mail and it was already ripped to shreds. Season's in a ruin and This bitter pill is chased with blood. There’s fire in my vein And it’s not pouring out like a flood
This diabolic state is gracing my existence Like a catasrophic baby Maybe Maybe you’re the chemical reaction I am the atom bomb I am the chosen one Toxin your reservoir And then return man to ape