Death Effect - Brian Wille, A Scent Like Wolves

Working just to fake a living

I can’t pretend, I can’t pretend

Why the fuck am I existing?

Constant dread, constant dread

Painful visions, manifesting

Taking forms, they’re out to get me

In this life, I see the ending

No remorse, just fucking test me

Unhinged and traumatized

Waiting to take my goddamn life

Trapped inside, I’m capsized

Solitary, self-defined

White walls caged my emotion

Atrocity in mystic auras

Help me explain

Why I obey

So now you know

The whole truth

I’ll never b the only one to hold the gun

Hlp me explain

Why I obey

I’ll never be the only one staring at the sun

Tell me why am I so susceptible

To being caught in the ebb and flow

And keeping my head held low

This pain has got to go

So my peace of mind can take the light alone

Endless ridicule

Was it noticeable how terrible

This life has become an illusion

Hold on ‘till the bitter end

Until I can’t even defend