Your Life Is Yours to Screw

All those people you listen to, they are worthless, your life is yours to screw, yours to build.

Let them hide in the shadows, away from their fears,

people use people, for a hideaway.

So many faces, all of them.

So damn ripped off, so damn tired,

would you really want to know what they are thinking about you?

What could they?

Only your misery and failure

They have never met the dust you are made of.

You have nothing to be scared of but you're own shadow that creeps you out, for you're scared of your own self.

You might even live with it,

you're never going home to your soul.

Your mind is where your worthless life lives.