[Verse 1: Essam Temuri]
This is a tragedy, as I am
Perceived to be a slave to the screen
With no escaping from the demon
Chasing me, from behind, trying
To get to the light, but the tunnel
Is so packly tight, that it seems like
The four walls are closing in from the
Blink of an eye, I, see my shadow
Calling my name, and the escape
Is the same circle that I'm looked in
Every single day, the pain that I'm drowned in
Is promising ecstasy, but that is so easily
Broken, moping, forced to see the illusions
Of greatness, even though my motivation
Is hinged and, barely surviving this is
The consequences that I am facing, for
Dealing with this demon, for me being
So caught up in, the quick pleasure
Of the long term pain, my vision
Is tracking my brain, this is a curse
That I love, when it stays with me
Every single day, It's killing me slowly
And I am barely, breathing, I am so sorry
[Verse 2: Essam Temuri]
It's tampering with my soul and morals
Got me being lazy, actually, got me
Locked in forums, of videos, from the torrent
Of corals, attacking me, every chance they get
The door though, is not open for an escape
So I'm stuck with these distortions of a reality
That is falsely with no pain, with no chance
Seeing that I'm killing myself every day
Sometimes the normal thing is the most dangerous
It's well equip, to cause damages, and my hands
Are already the weapons, malnourished with
Torturous ecstasy, killing me, in my sleep
And fulfilling my fantasy, God, this is taboo
For a reason, I am committing treason, on myself
This evil is meeting with me, and I let it easily
I can't fight this, it hindered my growth
And now I am a hypocrite, a slave to the screen
Letting it determine my destiny, and it finally
Got me
[Verse 3: Essam Temuri]
Every road that I go through is filled
With this, it's like a cage that I can't escape
But I sought to mayne, I don't even know what's
Happening, my senses desensitized, and I am
Trying to leave it all behind me
But inevitably, I see, myself coming back to it
Every moment of my life, I am having trouble
With this, that I am ashamed of the man in the mirror
These impulses are contradicting my morals. No I am
Greater than this, and I know I will kill this
Ghost haunting me, constantly, I will achieve
What I sought to be. A greater human being
With no impulses for this thing, controlling my will
I fell from the mountain, but I am going to get up
And keep climbing, and even then I won't stop
My goal is the sky, my goal is to fly high
And no one would be able to stop me
You can try
