I find bliss in this heartless harmony
In a world of self-righteous diversity
With this sweet smoke of liberation
I don't need your half-arse invitation
Reconnecting with those who hurt me is like reading the same book over and over again
When I already know how the story will end
The people around me don't know the fucking meaning of loyalty
Yet they expect me to treat them like royalty
Loved me when I'm silent
Hate me when I'm outspoken
Acting like they care when I disappear
When they are the ones who should be living in fear
Each day, I spent ages picking the shattered pieces off my back
Each drop of blood reminds me of each haunting memory
Until I smell the sweet smoke of liberation
Free from the games of manipulation
Life's been a breath of fresh air
Without anyone under my skin or in my hair
The sound of silence has been music to my ears
Crying over snakes is nothing but a waste of tears
No one to drain me until my soul is gone
Accept a half-arsed apology from you and take you back into my life? Nah, that sounds like self-abuse
That's no use
When I don't see the point of drinking water, full of poison
Don't try to guilt-trip me with these meaningless memories
Because you'll never find me, disappearing through the sweet smoke of liberation
