From the recording Paranormal
I've got scars that are deep as hell.
I collect masks and YES I wear them well.
Do I need a hug or a bullet to my head?
My life is anarchy and will be till I'm dead.
I find comfort in the chaos in the end.
My angels and demons somehow have become friends.
I'm Not Lost but I can't find my way.
I don't mind cuz I love the uncertainty.
I'm not lost cuz there is no way,
Through the labyrinth of society
I'm not lost but I don't know my way.
Everything is different yet everything's the same.
I've tried to leave behind a trail of blood.
But it always gets covered up by all the mud.
I decided I don't need to know,
Where the hell it is I even want to go.