This is what i create

The bad things come
and the good things go
Like a war that i started with myself
The devil is taking over me
being his slave
its like
im making my own grave

destroying lives
thats what i do
i'm doing everything
just to see some blood
No love here
just hate
thats what i did..
and create

again
I wake up
had a daydream..
looking at the mirror
start to cry
trying to fight
before the devil
is taking over my life..

now i realise
I'm not alive..
falling down
no end
black hole
drop dead