Clouds

Drops fallin' from the sky tryin' to get on my fresh slices
But they cannot make it 'cause they all are inside me
The demons in my sick mind will shine, but hiding like a spider on web
I'm tired I'm tied up he waits for a victim he is not seek but always find it
Everybody with spikes if you left the herd be prepared for the social violence
Yes I know that the devil lied to me but it was a true lie
The clouds are dark blue like my eyes and bags under them
I walk alone and still remain abandoned, with nobody , damn
Scum don’t show me your money i’m not impressed
Tonight I smoke in the dark, for many people I’m obsessed
Feeling of loneliness in my chest
All your friends fakes will leave u soon you have no chances
To stay friendly with everyone under this moon
I buried this desire in the basemen
I’m lost in fucking stress
I have one question
It seems to me? - Yes
If I had a gun I would shoot in your fucking faces
My mind is probably sick and it hides it from the surrounding haters
I think it creates me