the scum that keeps my emotions numb
 fight with the images, i fight with my thoughts
 suppress all the violence & keep backing off
 am i still good if i want to see it
 am i still sane if i want to feel it
 the love in my heart ain't the answer to it
 blood on my hands and morraly confused
 i feel the pain that i inflict
 there's a lot of baggage that keeps building up
 baggage that's always annoying as fuck
 annoying reminders of h ow it is
 frustrating shit that'll never change
 i can't be bothered with problem solvers
 all sound alike, they're all pantomime
 i can't be bothered with problem solvers
 leave me to stew here alone in my fuckin juice
 i don't know, i don't know what's right
 i can't shut these images out