Born From Hatred

Stop putting me on a pedestal, I don’t like it
I don't like it at all
I need the attention but it hurts
It hurts me so
I don’t like it at all
I don’t like it at all
Count it up until means nothing
At the end of the day I’ll be left with
When money means nothing what can I
Believe in nothing when it moves up me
Expanding universe crushed between 2 atoms
I wish I understood your enthusiasm
The same way it was created
All falls down
Out of the womb radiated
Stop thinking that I’m special
Baby I’m not different
An NPC okay, a number too
Dog tag round my neck, but I don’t wanna be subservient
Man I hate, man I hate angels
They're holding me back from a higher plane
Angels are occupying my brain
Nothing can be gained from old texts it’s glacial
Frozen over, but you still take it literally it’s painful
Stop putting me on a pedestal