Standing in the front of mirror
Thinking of the past
Voiceless reflexion of
Painful thoughts
Approaching background
I pant for breath
Red eye veins
Ant-hill instead of brain
Drowning in paranoia
Delusion of life
Making hell on the earth
I'm digging the grave
To bury my mind
To bury my self
There is no way to see
Another day whatever I do
It's always coming back to me
I've lost all the instinct of
Self-preservation
No self-respect
No self-confidence
Delusion delusion
Delusion delusion made me suicidal