to find the strength to carry on. you put marks into your body;
you talk at length how you're alone
and bitch at all the famous parties;
such a vision of pure loneliness!
what an image you profess!
don't'cha turn and walk away 'cuz
you're getting me depressed. in hopes you'd never be alone
you bore your cross around your body;
you're a vision of the loneliness
add an image to the press: ya turn and walk away
'cuz you're happily depressed;
inventing your own love loss
you invent your own success;
i'm giving you a name boy
you're poor role martyr-x;
you're a vision of our loneliness
like the one that predecessed;
you're a ringer for success
i hope you find your pain boy
our poor role martyr-x: get your gun
get your gun and get away from me!
one makes one. is it one hates one
one eats one to make a way for me;
so were the visions of your loneliness
your depressed so happily
inventing your own love lost
poor role martyr-x: in a visionarial loneliness
there's a pattern that repeats;
he bitches when he's blessed;
your living is in vain boy
since i am the most humble man in the world.