Just a kid without a soul to sell
Like a taboo with no mental health
The only way out is through seclusion
Still a question of what I did to you
Still a question of what you're trying to prove
The only way out is through seclusion
Still he doesn't escape the vacillation
As he walks through hallways of the grade
Finds himself within appeal of the grave
The only way out is through seclusion
Back to his home to get away
Back to the drawing board he stays
The only way out is through seclusion
Still he doesn't escape the vacillation
Look what you did
You killed him
Look what you did
You killed him
Look what you did
You killed him
Look what you did
You made me
Shape me, mold me
Am I crazy
Don't let me pretend
I'm not what I
Wish to be
Until I am dead
Please tell Cooley
All his mirrors
Only veil my eyes
Paint the blurry
Image clearer
If I don't comply
Look what you did
You killed him
Look what you did
You killed him
Look what you did
You killed him
Look what you did
You made me