Illusive Obsession
Depths Of Hatred
GENRE The echoes of remorse
Rushing through my head
This shame and self-loathe
The price of consciousness
The past ingrained in you
Controlling your every move
I yield the pain and affliction
As life blossoms again
Words I need to remind myself
I need to keep taking
I am no monster
I'm just a child
With no bad intention
Without a real life
I am no monster
I'm just a child
With no bad intention
Without a real life
A congregation trapped in fear
Where life is but a seed
Illusive obsession
Free will cloaked in deceit
The past ingrained in you
Controlling your every move
The past ingrained in you
Controlling your every move
I feel those shackles every single day
Years have gone by since I've forsaken my will to live
Their pain is as real as mine is to feel
Please, father
Forgive me for I have become myself
Rushing through my head
This shame and self-loathe
The price of consciousness
The past ingrained in you
Controlling your every move
I yield the pain and affliction
As life blossoms again
Words I need to remind myself
I need to keep taking
I am no monster
I'm just a child
With no bad intention
Without a real life
I am no monster
I'm just a child
With no bad intention
Without a real life
A congregation trapped in fear
Where life is but a seed
Illusive obsession
Free will cloaked in deceit
The past ingrained in you
Controlling your every move
The past ingrained in you
Controlling your every move
I feel those shackles every single day
Years have gone by since I've forsaken my will to live
Their pain is as real as mine is to feel
Please, father
Forgive me for I have become myself
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