I am looking at a man who is running from a phantom in a mansion full of damage that he built with a habit! You are panicking and jabbering and acting like a savage when you’re standing in the ashes of a habit that you established! Look at how you manage every single little factor of your life while you’re sliding down a ladder to a tragic little chapter! I was sitting in the corner watching liquor hit your liver while you shivered from the toxin of a bitter little bastard! You can try to blame the pressure or the weather or the devil or whatever other factor that you gather for your cover! But you’re acting like a actor in a drama while you’re bleeding out your trauma on the people who were trying to be your brother! I was holding up the pillar while you acted like a killer with a trigger on a pillar that was falling in the gutter! Every single sentence that you mutter is a stuttered little clutter from a sucker who is suffering another fuckin' stutter! Now you wanna come and tackle me and act like you’re the master of the factory when actually you’re lacking all capacity! I’m attacking your mentality with maximum speed, exposing all the tragedy, the madness, and the fuckin' depravity! You were stepping on the glass while you were running from the past, now you’re bleeding in a kitchen full of trash and calamity! Look me in the eye and tell me how you’re gonna survive when you’re constantly feeding every piece of your agony! I ain't gonna sit around and let you tear down everything we built when we were coming from the bottom in the city! You are throwing away your legacy for bottles on a counter full of misery and looking for a ounce of my pity! We built a house out of matches and acted surprised when it burned to the ground! Holding the damage and hiding the habit while making a terrible sound! You blame the devil beside you for every single line that you crossed in the dark! Look in the mirror and tell me who paid the cost for the flame and the spark! Trading these punches in silence and acting like neither of us feels the pain! Sitting right here in the ashes and trying to figure out what still remains! Now hold up, wait a minute, don't you dare cut in! I’m erratic with the cadence, put a tear in your skin! You’ve been living in a delusion with a needle and a pin! You’re a hypocrite addicted to the liquor and the gin! I’m a master of the diction, making friction in the wind! Look at all the damage that you brought into the den! I was standing in your corner when the walls started caving! You were looking for a savior while the ship was collapsing! I was grabbing for your jacket while you dragged us in the current! Now you’re screaming at the top of your lungs like a torrent! You’re a tragic affliction, a classic addiction, a master of fiction who's lacking conviction! I’m matching your tone with an accurate diction to shatter the picture you painted in friction! Stop blaming the world for the choices you made when you held the container and swallowed the blade! You traded your legacy just to get faded and watched as the memories started to fade! Look at your hands right now—they’re shaking from the venom and the lack of control! You’re terrified of sitting in the silence of a room because you’re scared of what is living in your soul! I’m the only one who stayed when the fake friends cleared, when the smoke settled down, when the bank account drained! I’m the only one who pulled you from the middle of the street when you were passed out cold in the pouring rain! So don't you ever say that I don't give a fuck about your life when I’ve been bleeding out my energy to keep you alive! We are standing on the edge of a cliff in the dark and it’s time for you to figure out if you wanna survive! We built a house out of matches and acted surprised when it burned to the ground! Holding the damage and hiding the habit while making a terrible sound! You blame the devil beside you for every single line that you crossed in the dark! Look in the mirror and tell me who paid the cost for the flame and the spark! Trading these punches in silence and acting like neither of us feels the pain! Sitting right here in the ashes and trying to figure out what still remains! Now we’re caught in the crossfire, lost in the dark wire, stepping in landmines, crossing the state line! Tracing the past design, wasting our prime time, drinking the cheap wine, losing the peace of mind! Backing you up in an alleyway brawl when you didn't have anyone left in your corner! Now I’m standing right here in your kitchen feeling like a motherfuckin' mourner! I am sick and tired of watching you destroy every single good thing that you ever touched! You’re a wrecking ball crushing through the lives of the people who loved you so fuckin' much! Pick up the pieces or pack up your bags, I’m not playing this game with you anymore! The bottle is empty, the truth is laid out, so either sit down or head for the door!
