Celibacy
No need for your approval
I'm not suppressed
I'm free from bullshit
Blow you off to prove I'm not weak
Too many in the ring of instinct
To not be whore, not to give in
Celibacy
So if I could be in the inside
I'd see that I'm not weak inside
Its never love, but dependency
An obsession like disease I never hope for
Thousand and more its no longer fate
Deny I don't have to
Celibacy
Free from stranglehold
Free to live something different
Don't need white cross on rose
Bed a place like night
And no doing undoable
I'm not suppressed
I'm free from billshit
Depression
I ain't special enough for you or I
Your on the shelf and ready to go
Dressed in stems of green not a reflex
So I'll just leave it there
Got ammunition
Got a blank page
Depression, can't even bother
Depression, repeat mistakes
I'll have them anyways
Waiting for the end times again
A way to reach whole damn world
I won't let it hurt
Depression, goes again
Depression, I don't need to hide
Got ammunition
Got a blank page
So I'll just not do it
I'll just deny what I need
Then no one can say I'm faking it
Depression