The Great Psycho Of Them All

All i ever wanted was to create something beautiful
But all i do is rip my world to shreds
Piece by rotting piece

Distant wars
Fought alone

You keep me safe from myself
You've got to pull me back to earth
Before i sink back down

Into this numb place

This is my life slowly slipping through my hands
What is wrong with me, what makes this so complicated?
Complicated

This will end today,
It ends
Now.