A.F.C.

I fall down I pick myself back up again
I can’t stand not living in sin
This is my voice And my only choice
Is to begin at the end of this life I’m in
I reach out for a hand out
I’m in doubt but it’s all black
Painted on the walls to answer the calls
Is to take an oath of suicide

This life doesn’t seem to get much better
The farther I go down the rabbit hole
Alice is dying of her own narcissism
And the madhatter’s dying in vain

I stand up just to fall back down again
It’s fucked up that I’ll never breathe again
Give up or just be lithe in the end
This is the end of the beginning of the end
I lay down and the walls start to spin
Forceful habits push my hate to the end
Alice you will see the lies behind your face
And your life is nothing great

I want to tear down all these walls
That make up my own mind
Listlessly trying to escape
The sealing of my own fate