My mind is tearing
In opposite directions
I've made so many mistakes
There's no room for corrections
I want to be winning
But I can not succeed
Whereas I can do nothing
And my mind will secede
It's like world war three
Going on in my head
Both sides want me alive
But also want me dead
There's two things in this universe
There's what is and what isn't
Who's to say all of this is real
Life's meaningless isn't it
