[Boslen]
Ain´t it strange that the people closest to me know nothing ´bout my mind yet?
I complain but the laughter seems to always grow
It puts me in confinement

Locks and chains built the demons that I can´t control
I´m done trying to hide it
Darker days, seem to light the path that many don´t
I think I almost like it?

[Boslen]
You think I won´t break the silence?
When it´s quiet I get violent, I get loud
In the crowd, I see lots of people
People let me down, I´m a loner, manic

[Boslen]
Because it´s easy to give anything for love
They call me crazy ´cause I´m doing what I want now
You´d be surprised the things I´ve done in mania

I´d rather [???] something I am not now
My paranoia helps me see through the fakes
None of this is real ´La La Land´ isn´t safe
Way to many people try to bleed for the fame
I´d rather let my mind go

[Boslen]
You think I won´t break the silence?
When it´s quiet I get violent, I get loud

Angels falling, winter´s coming, coming to-
"This is just the land of the lost, people is lost out here, or they´re tryna have you lost"
GONZO