Butterfly Effect

How could I have stole your spirit
You don't even have a soul
Lost in an empty vessel
Claiming connection with self
But your being is artificial
How does it feel to be so hollow
Tongue tied by the language of lies
Drop the God complex
You are no better than the rest of us
Come back to the fucking slums
Something so small can spiral out of control
Before you even notice
It becomes your whole world
What am I to do
I've lost my path
I never thought to
Fear the after math
Come back to the bottom
You forgot where you've come from