The culture of self-abuse
sickens me endlessly
what is the point in losing your grip
and running away from reality
escape will lead nowhere
your toxic answer is for the weak
my path is straight, my future clear
until my dying day
I will not budge
I will not fall
i will stay true
There will never be another way for me
that is what i promise you
never surrender to your shameful habits
even in death my convictions will be the same