Stigma

I remember back in the day
i remember it well
when everything made so much fucking sense
now only time will tell
i can feel this building up inside me
the strain must be unleashed
upon the ones who made me
a slave to myself
to myself

I will not break your crown of thorns upon me.
I won't be your scapegoat.
I'll find my own divinity

I live for myself and no one else
if you don't like it, then fuck it
I'll find someone else to be my friend
I know it's hard to see the truth sometimes
but goddammit i know what's in my heart is true

I won't be a victim of consequence.
I can't be forsaken.
Now it makes so much sense
so much sense

A new breed of love
a new breed of hate
a new kind of blood
a new kind of rage
a new type of passion
a new type of pain
i will not bow down
i will not change
for you.
for anyone
no
fuck you