tired of this angelic ring shit flying over my head
I'm not a saintly figure and my image speaks well of that
I've tried to keep an outwardly tough demeanor on the surface
but only I know the kinda inner demons I've had to deal with just to save face
and I've had to sell my soul just in order to exchange
it with some cursed entity that replaced my spirit so scarfaced
well the shit escalated quicker than the nuclear arms race
and now that I've realised that being a part of this star chase
I've lost hold of the ground beneath me and now...