Outlived

F**k this flesh
Trashed my soul
Im drowning in piss and s**t you put me through
So full of hatred i cant think
What is it to feel complete?
I've become washed-up and i havent even begun
The greatness i had a chance at
Died with my compassion
Yes lord, it died with the rest of me.

And my creativity has been broken
More than my bones.
The wings I earned to rise above you have been clipped
You took the only f*****g thing
That made me different than you