I am now confied Inside I stand Now labelled as a criminal He fixes his gaze in such A particular way Pointing out our differences When we are the same You are dead to me I will rid myself of your disease It is all so clear now Everything comes to me Now that I have opened my eyes up I can finally see That the past tried to haunt me And the beliefs I've left to dust My mind is finally cleansed of them Slowly building up to this You are dead to me I will rid myself of your disease Fuck You're fucking dead to me Rid myself of your fucking disease I'm finally free To perceive life as I'd like it to be The cold shell I've shed Will never find me In its grasp again Redefined I close my grip on reality Redefine divine Fuck it Got these memories Slipping away It only keeps me on my busy I ain't sissy Gorilla gripping It's never slipping I'm still on the fucking mission Fiends you fucking fiends You're like the rats That scheme No lead acts They bleed the greed Never dealing With a petty consequence That describes how It feeds their mental prison I promise y'all that I ain't fucking with You no more On my phd 'Boutta educate the industry Keeping me busy But really gotta stick Around to call you On your gimmicks Nothing but a cesspool Of goofies fishing Pussy Dead to me You're dead to me You're dead