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I I cannot breath I cannot scream My stomach, twisted My brain, confused My throat is parched with lies Needing the tonic of truth To quench my murderous thirst Where can this tonic be found? II Is he lying to me? This boy i call a brother? Bound my blood Shed by the razor (What) if this is a trick? Am i being deceived? III Remembering my mothers word Shed the same vibe as i feel now He seeks the life that lies within me The truth of my life Or so it seems II The boy i call a brother Is he getting close to only seek my sight? Is he the steely trap to rob me of my sanity? (Or) To destroy the sanity I have left? My body drowns in pain and sorrow Trying to seek the answers now Is my brother? Bound by blood? A deceiver in mine eye?