Even Shadows Have Shadows

I stand alone<br>Burned every bridge over the troubled water<br>No longer hiding from my personality disorder<br>A stronger tide is coming and I`ve been running<br>trying to function fine with out my mind<br>climbing out this fucking corner<br>I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals<br><br>A forgotten rebel<br><br>Passed through the absence of parentally hands<br>to develop an evident level of benevolence<br>so it`s probably better I sold my sold to the devil<br>This is a message to anyone I met that thinks they know me<br>Don`t pretend to understand any of the issues that I`m holding<br>I was in a rush to grow up, look Mom no cuts<br>Just a stomach in disgust, and the fear<br><br>that I might go nuts this year<br>If I don`t swell up I`ll see you one my way<br>One day this shit`ll kill me but I guess that it`s OK<br>I`ve lost all fate in a world so full of hate<br>I don`t fucking love music I just use it to escape<br>I`m caught between wanting to punch someone in the face<br>and putting a bullet in my head to leave the human race<br>Everything takes its toll but there`s no tolls I can take<br>I haven`t yet found a good reason to be awake<br>Introducing the corroded bumps I had behind my smile<br>I`m angry at the universe for the way she treats me now<br>And keeps me down, stealing all my energy<br>I`m feeling like my enemy, concealing my identity<br>Not dealing with my tendencies<br>I peel the skin and then I squeeze<br>The real imprinted Hanse`s disease<br>Not human in this century, I`m ill until the entity<br>Who built this penitentiary, It`s filthy as a centipede<br>And guilt was in his sense cause he was willing to<br><br>just let me breathe, While I wore a game face<br>In 10 years don`t check for me I`ll be in the same place<br>This planet is just an overpopulated mental hospital<br>Each zombie walks around constitutes another obstacle<br>So here it is I`m finally coming out my shell<br>All 19 years of my life have been in conflict with myself<br>I`m insecure by every facet of the existence<br>From my addictions, to the conditions I choose to live in<br>Who you kidding I suffer from excess anxiety<br>A product of pollution in American society<br>Stare into my eyes and see the hell that burns inside my mind<br>and I no longer have an ego I can hide behind<br>but I`ve been trying disregarding my insanity<br>Every form of hurt isolates me from humanity<br>But it`s provoked against being force fed<br>so Fuck education for a decade and 3 years<br><br>of headaches from my peers<br>Cause now I realize I could have learned more on my own<br>They taught me how to know everything except my soul<br>Which is everything I need to grow<br>Everything that keeps me whole<br>Everything that ever meant anything to Eyedea<br>So I leave with golden hope<br>to rip the beast that holds my focus<br>but the fact remains the same, I`m still bound by chains<br>It doesn`t matter if your chain is 10 ft or 100 ft<br>The fact remains the same, you`re still bound by chains<br>So people say I`ve changed, and it`s harder to relate to me<br>Good, I never liked you our friendship was make believe<br>I`m peeling the mask back and revealing the rap thespian<br>Feeling my organs drilling distorted short portions<br>of morbid acid keeps the torture unfortunately crafted<br>interests to orbit my portrait and inflict my image with disorder<br>The minutes get shorter, the walls start to close in<br>Feels like the brain is hanging on but with clothes pins<br>I`ve hidden in the darkness for too long<br>I make it look all right but in the inside its so wrong<br>I want life to change but I don`t know if it can<br>for a man or machine or whatever the fuck I am<br>I stand alone burned every bridge over the trouble water<br>No longer hiding from my personality disorder<br>You want to die in my life then come and stay<br>in madness` favorite little corner<br>Cause even Shadows have Shadows<br>and my secrets are eating me eagerly feeding<br><br>I scream in my dreams Away but they keep on defeating me<br>Even Shadows have Shadows<br>Welcome to the dusty subconscious of an actor<br>Who murdered his childhood to stop the audience`s laughter<br>Even Shadows have Shadows<br>I`m about to break free from my fears<br>When I don`t like what I see<br><br>and I can`t feel what I hear<br>Even Shadows have Shadows<br>So don`t judge a book by it`s cover<br>Cause my story is fucked up as any other!