Torn apart by what he'd seen
He locked himself inside a screen
He felt the colors in between
The pixels it was dopamine
It's all he'll know until a teen
And then his world will break in three
From school and friends and family
He hit the gas turned down the street
He thought of dying in a car seat
He thought of crying and stars and sleep
Nothing made him feel so bleak
He had to hide inside retreat
His state of mind was too guilty
He found out if you broke down love and hate
That they were both the same
At least that's how it felt
Ashamed of everything he had to say
The only way to ease the pain
Insurance claim on my name
I'm what's wrong with the world today
I am what's wrong with the world
But what's worse than this rotten world
I have to act out I could never calm down
This the anthem for everyone who's knocked out
I'm gonna rise up I won't take the fall now
I'm Wicked Evil and no one could save me now