Choking Victim. Fucked Reality. Zeneszám

It feels like Jesus on the cross
It's so religious in its loss
A graven image in the mud
Like when I shed my precious blood

I am a loser, I am Satan
I am Jesus Christ, I'm me
There are no winners in this fucked reality
There are no winners in this fucked reality

Atrophic interludes weave through my life far too often
For me to fight the biggest enemies
I have no feelings like love or pain, it makes me go insane
When I see what's happening to me I say

I am a loser, I am Satan
I am Jesus Christ, I'm me
There are no winners in this fucked reality
There are no winners in this fucked reality

There are no idols, no heroes in a world of death
It's all a joke and so are you
And so am I to think, just look and see
It's a fucked reality, it's a fucked reality
It's a fucked reality, it's a fucked reality