STRANGERS Video (MV)

Lately my mind's been a mess
I can't
Tell if I'm suicidal, homicidal, or depressed
I can't f*cking take it
Why are all these people calling?
Unknown faces passing judgement
There's no solace in this dungeon
Why can't you just leave me the f*ck alone
I can't get these strangers out my head
Thinkin' lately
I'd be better off with them all dead
Bloody minded thoughts
I wanna paint the city red
I'll kill them all and when I'm done there'll be no strangers left
Ladies, gentlemen, others
I want to thank you all for the epiphany you've laid upon me
No matter where I go, my presence creates uproar"Too feminine" for those I called my black brothers"Too masculine" for the women I called"my girlies""Too straight" for the queer"too aggressive" for the privileged
And"too hollywood" for the poor
But now I see
This categorization is all to preserve comfortability within your ignorance
Because you are all cowards
Scared of letting go of the identity you've built around your trauma
And most of all, scared of anyone with the freedom to deny you of misdefining them by it
So suck this contradictive cock you stupid
F*ck all your trauma excuses
All of you bottoms are toothless
You gotta problem, come do me
(Moans)
They say I'm cruel and unusual
You're right 'cuz f*ck all you losers
This fag's a new revolution
Oh, yes I am
But they want me dead, f*ck
Aimin' for my head, f*ck
Bitches want me dead
Get the f*ck up out my head
F*ck
Yeah they want me dead, f*ck
Aimin' for my head, f*ck
Bitches want me dead
Get the f*ck up out my head
I can't get these strangers out my head
Thinkin' lately
I'd be better off with them all dead
Bloody minded thoughts
I wanna paint the city red
I'll kill them all and when I'm done there'll be no strangers left
I can't get these strangers out my head
Thinkin' lately
I'd be better off with them all dead
Bloody minded thoughts
I wanna paint the city red
I'll kill them all and when I'm done there'll be no strangers left