Paranoia Won't Step

Never felt so lonely, I never.
Could never manage a fake smile.
I'd try to pull one out, not imaging if I would survive.
But apparently I...
Apparently dont get.
That if I actually survive, paranoia wont step.
Forcefully push the mother fucker down the damn steps.
Of course you pussies push like your panties got wet.
So no looking now, okay?
Just got to clean up my swollen eyes and feelings that turned grey.
Im willing to stir pain and mix ingredients that turn me fake.
I'd rather use drugs then be this fucked up.
How can a society exist at certain fate.
I must of crossed the line and god put me in an alternate state.
Feeling like a fault, that someone got and threw away.
And another person caught and thought to screw me insane.
But if I keep on.
Moving on in an abusive lane.
I wont last long.
Im surprised I lasted to this day...