Cyclic

I lied to you
Don't be angry
I did not know I wanted it this way
So many years of hiding
Under the umbrella of naivete
Under the glare of the world
I stifled myself
My body
The deep roots of my soul
I ignored the cries for help
I inflicted pain
Cruelly tortured
Myself
So used to this pain
Don't want it any other way
Don't know any other way
Rough
Brutal
Without mercy
Take me
Possess me
Bring me home
Tomorrow it will begin again.