Impact of Meth

A little lie won't do no hurt..
Besides it's truth for you, the truth is in your head.
Thinking of my mother , I wish I was dead
I blame myself, I hate myself and I'm filled with regret.
I'm not myself. I'm my disguise, but she knows me so well..she understands my lies and they damage her health.
I can sense it , she does not feel so well, and looks kind of ill.
What have I done, this angel had been tortured enough already,
and I contribute to her psychological death.
As a young girl she was alone in the world, bombshells,deaths,sumbissiveness,
abusing downers cause her life had been a living hell.
Yet she is still here for me, soothing me, looking after me, always by my side,
looking at me with pride despite, the fact that I blantantly lied.
I Stripped her of her pride, proving i was right. I destroyed her life as
I was secretly searching for a way to die.
Despite that, she is determined to help me smile.  
My angel is sacrificing herself to heal me.. Anxiously covering my mistakes, quietly taking the blame,
desperately trying to save the emotionally battered pieces that are left of me..
It's tragic, she is wasting her days while I keep lying straight to her face.
I'm the devil, a parasite, a greedy pig, a beast relentlessly feeding on life..
I'm a controlling, manipulative, piece of shit, that's what the fuck I'm I.
An abusive, deceptive, narcissistic, suicidal bastard, eternally chasing the high.
The truth is in your mind yet you just sleep and deny.
Watching crystals melt and scheming your next lie.
Darling we were meant to be together and you know it. I will not slow down.I will not follow any advice.
You are the favourite addiction of mine.
I need you to substitute the effects of my beautiful girl, who is far away now..
I'm so weak. Without her I cry.
shut the fuck up, quit crying. Why the fuck are you even trying.
You are just lying, everything is fine.
As long as you casually achieve your sick desires
in your own lazy ways, defying morals won't threaten your place.
Besides, everyone does,this is a race.
So suck it up, and play your role.
Deny the truth.Destroy your soul.
Keep believing in your lies.
You're so convincing, it's fucking insane.
I'm sure you will win the game with your steady aim.
Your unholy confessions must wait until you're in your grave.
I'm sure you will not let a little lie damage your name.
Besides, it won't do no hurt..
Nothing hurts my world boy.