Atmosphere Imperative

I don’t know just where I am
And what I am in strobing light
I don’t know and I don’t care
Who I hurt when someone dies

I work to a different plan
A bitterness that sits inside
A rivalry of innocence
And indolence that makes me lie

I am just a self-destructive
Passion, based on interrupt
I cannot help but to currupt and
Touching me is suicide

I try to be and understand
The words you say I justify
But I am / what I am / is different
I’ll kill you 'cause you make me lie

Winter feels like leather
Every word and every letter
All this cynicism, criticism
Fuck you, I am better

Stab you, fuck you in your face
I’m disaffected and displaced
I never should have felt this hate
But someone has to feel this way

Stab you, fuck you in your face
I’m disaffected and displaced
I never should have felt this hate
But someone has to feel this way