My pure inability to control my actions has shoved me in the ground

My level of maturity being tightly swung around

The complete pulling of faithfulness has such a pull on me

That the feeling of constant strife is clear for you to see

The red flame of hate above and the black for lost below

I'm kicked out in the darkness with no where else to go

My lack of faith pulled tight and thin, my heart yanked at a strain

I have no use for this life I have no use for pain