you've got me wrapped around your twisted finger
twisted so tight that i cant breath
slowly pulling the best from me
one gasp at a time
marking me with the troubles of your consience
every time pulling me down farther down
you make me someone im not
make me act like something you are
something new but something ruined
you are me
you are my brain
im half you and half myself
im not something i want to be
im something you want me to be
created solely for your purpose
i once beilieved in myself
now i believe in a make believe world that im trapped in
