(October) (So filled with malice) (Hands tied looking back) (Yeah trying to balance) (Everything in mind) (Lacking but I gotta be a man) (Always end up fucking up) (I ain't like them) (Ay yeah) So filled with malice Hands tied looking back Yeah trying to balance Everything in mind Lacking but I gotta be a man Always end up fucking up I ain't like them No I don't wanna pour up a cup So they'll Forget my face my name I'll fucking phase away I'm down in otherworld Waiting on a rainy day (ay) I wanna feel okay I feel my skin decay But my soul is lost Holes in the breast Burned iron denies fate Move slow when I step ten I cannot break Cause when I bust em and left em to die Graceful I realised that not burning em slow was a mistake So I don't got many friends in this world Always got my head in a whirlwind 2 eyes over shoulder and if I'ma die great I must continue marching this sword And this bloody campaign I'll forward it After all the throne has been lined with my name So I'll take it Endless loop In a marsh of my own angst It'll drown me soon And I'll be - So filled with malice Hands tied looking back Yeah trying to balance Everything in mind Lacking but I gotta be a man Always end up fucking up I ain't like them No I don't wanna pour up a cup So they'll Forget my face my name I'll fucking phase away I'm down in otherworld Waiting on a rainy day (ay) I wanna feel okay I feel my skin decay But my soul is lost Too many eyes on me daily And that's just while I'm an alien To the world that I'm paying To fuck me over again Working hard but a wage Ain't what I want not afraid I gotta get out of this place I'm lacerated (Yeah) drugs come with the fame Don't fucking want any of that Stressing enough in my wake I gotta fucking relax Time will stand still If I lay here and slack Hate won't prevail Trying to make it back (In a marsh of my own angst) (It'll drown me soon) (And I'll be -) So filled with malice Hands tied looking back Yeah trying to balance Everything in mind Lacking but I gotta be a man Always end up fucking up I ain't like them No I don't wanna pour up a cup So they'll Forget my face my name I'll fucking phase away I'm down in otherworld Waiting on a rainy day (ay) I wanna feel okay I feel my skin decay But my soul is lost (You made me happy)