by Benjamin AckermanI'm better than you,
and I know you wellevictedfrom life,
sent straight to hellthey drained your blood and erased
your nameremoved your soul and forgot your fameask
yourself, who you knowmeasure yourself by your soulI
never thought it'd come to thisI never thought see
you hearI never thought I'd be controlled by someone
else's fearsFor all I've ever wantedFor all I've ever
saidmistaken forever, memories left for deadBleed me
now and praise me laterpositioned in a hierarchy through
someone else's labourpsychopathic dreams of truths
and liespermeate my soul and sting my eyesAll we need
is somebodyto remove these shackles and set us freeAll
I need is somebodyto soothe my soul and let me be