Estranged

How will I know, your words are true? You still compare what we're going through We could learn to see, but boy, I mean the mirror in you I have to live in the kind shame you hide. I'm dressed of a reflection of what you've denied Happy to do things, you never try. I keep telling them, how much you've lied Try living in the part of town, they call the poor side A step away from homeless-ness, a home made of death, and piss. Gotta get away from this It's not vintage, you're paying to squat With any luck, you might get shot I'm estranged, my life is shit, you're telling me, to deal with it Your mask is torn, to escape of being reborn Get it done, the voices warn. Thought I died, you could've sworn So I listen, voices without restriction. Your pain is based on, fiction you withheld, everything that you knew Went through with every conclusion I drew Isn't it bizarre, accuse me of everything you are Someone needs to make you pay your dues, it's looking like, I have nothing to lose Can make choices under the die or live, hearing voices that will never forgive I have no reason to press rewind, I was never one of the kind