Knocking at the door, Built to keep you out Don't turn on the lights, Because I can see fine I'll find my own way, Without your guidance Roses that you brought, Smell like death to me Smashing the windows to let your fresh air in, I'm on the floor gagging myself, To rid myself of anything you've said to me I'm on my own path so don't try and change me Skinning myself where you have touched me A misery list of billions of people lost and gone And you still try and inflict your beliefs upon me I've heard this all before And it's not going to change me I've heard all this before, With all it's contradictions