and this is how the world died and this is how the world died i can hear you judging me i ll hear your confession i found the best piece of me kneel down alone shivering in the dark place your face between my thighs three centimeters tall and talk to god eating it s heart you will not feast on me today this is how the world died who will slay this thing i forgive you who will play the butcher and end my suffering i forgive you i fucked the minds of the masses with the fingers of liberty this is not a threat this is not a threat i m not perfect i m not a beauty queen i m still me i m just me fuck me we re all prisoners here all the shapes and sizes all the shapes and sizes forever chasing the sun i m proud of me she bites her trembling mind it began as all tragedies do forgive me forgive me with pain and deception if you ll be the paper i ll be the pen this is it i ve tasted hell and it tastes just like you my final plea no one is coming to save me no one is going to change things the answers will not drop from the sky i will not one day wake with a different disguise no no the only solution is revolution art is war fight fight the odds were always against me i exist i exist i m broken i am broken i exist i exist i m broken if god is my father then i am an orphan i am broken i m not a mistake not a mistake my ancestry is a ghost story i m a prophecy my love life is a crime scene i m an omen my self esteem is a string of unsolved murders the radio is brain washing me filling my head with these self conspiracies i am an emotional nightmare i can t hide the pain inside builder of my own mythology just tell me you re listening