State of No Return

Incarcerated, suffocated Then constricted fatally addicted To every wrong thought and get your kicks off of your convections restrictions grasping your soul holding you down you turn on me once again, I was your rebound so you decided to brake me in two without a sound So with another swipe you simply wipe it away you tore the image of the perfect façade, Your performance Scored the best my start and by the end you became Your life's heavy burden, to your innocent heart.