Frantic 가사

I can't complain how insane, can a man like me get? drained by the book, that you took away thin pain inside free, so fucking free memory, has switched into blackened lies Wate... so called waste, I have made... creator of bad taste Chorus: can't you see why I plea but I've turned into not-me blinkness seeks, much to deep while you just stand there and... bringer of hope is dope all sorts, make it go away I grief for things, that I did myself therefore I cut, shortcut I'm frantic each and every day I awake, but life remains the same first, first I cried. mean you died, within prosperity cranked up inside, I still seek the means of livin' deep seek for the truth, fuckin' truth wiseman tells a flop slipped upon waste I engaged the creator of bad taste