It's all in my face,
anger without a trace;
is life caught or caught to a case?
But evil resides to the side of the weak;
stay place stays behind your face and leaks out your eyes,
only to find deception of a lie
repenting acceptance of salvation;
gave up soul without a try,
the sensation of being out of control gets you high;
abolition of a sin, taking a toll on your mind,
breaking patients from a hole in the sky.
Why ask why? Live in the past of those who die
true as our as you want to last,
but in the end,
life live to die comes too fast