I feel like whats inside of me
has been heliographed to the world
My brain and heart are really
pitch blend in a whirl
I feel like I'm drowning in air
polluted with foolishness and folly
And the self-respect I once had
has been attacked by an oath volley

My personal horoscope sold at market
for less than two cents
And the marrow of my bones
no longer important, hence
I will die by the gallows
I will hang by a tree
Everyone wrongly assumes
whats inside of me