I am
S.O. Lyrics

I am the murderer, the pervert, sick to the core
I am deeply disturbed and depraved, capable of heinous acts.

I am the unclean, dope fiend, I am the whore
I am hindered by addiction and low self-esteem, selling my body to get by.

I am the beat down, mistreated, sexually abused
I have experienced trauma and victimization through sexual violence and exploitation.

I have violated, fornicated and sexually used
I have perpetuated the cycle of sexual abuse and exploitation in my own actions.

I am the con artist, cold-hearted, smooth preacher
I am manipulative, deceitful and charismatic, pretending to be holy.

Cash stealer, emotion bleeder, the soul leecher
I take advantage of people financially and emotionally, draining them of their life.

Feed off the poor but I'm a slave to the rich
I exploit and take advantage of those who are already struggling, but am at the mercy of those above me.

I'm in depression so, this reflection is making me sick
I am experiencing deep sadness and despair, disgusted by my own reflection.

Are you the one that's come to set me free?
I am seeking salvation and hoping for redemption from a higher power.

'Cause if you knew who I am, would you really want to die for me?
I am questioning the sincerity of those who claim to love me and be willing to sacrifice for me.

They say you are the cursed man, the one who hangs from this tree
I am aware of the story of Jesus, who was crucified on a tree as a sacrifice for humanity's sins.

I know this is the one and only son of God, so tell who the fuck is he
I acknowledge Jesus as the son of God, but am questioning his identity and purpose.

I am fake, a fraud, a phony, I'm a known liar
I am dishonest and fake, presenting a false image of myself to others.

Anorexic, rejected object of your desire
I struggle with an eating disorder and feel unwanted and unloved.

Suicidal thoughts, keep one in the chamber
I am struggling with mental health issues and am contemplating suicide.

I'm a turned out street walking heroin banger
I am addicted to heroin and have turned to prostitution to support my habit.

I am a secret cutter, porn lover, the town drunkard
I engage in self-harm and have a addiction to pornography and alcohol, leading to being labeled an outcast.

Next door, neighborhood slut, I am somebody's mother
I am judged and scorned for my promiscuity, yet still responsible for raising a child.

Outcasted arrogant bastard son
I am shunned and rejected by society, yet have a sense of pride and superiority.

I am the talk of the town but this story's just begun
My reputation precedes me and I am a local scandal, but this is just the beginning of my journey.

And now it's spreading like a deadly disease
My problems and issues are spreading and affecting others around me like a contagious illness.

But I won't let you bury me
I refuse to let my struggles and failures define me and bring me down completely.

I am what you've reaped, I am what you've sowed
I am a product of my environment and experiences, both good and bad.

I am that guy talking to himself, I am alone
I am struggling with mental illness and feel isolated and alone.

I'm the forgotten child, ravaged and raped through sex traffic
I have been abandoned by society and have been a victim of human trafficking and sexual abuse.

Since I'm a little strange, daddy called me a faggot
I have experienced rejection and discrimination from my own family due to my sexuality.

I am insecure, immature, even I disgust me
I struggle with low self-esteem and am ashamed of myself and my own actions.

In denial, pill poppin', prescription junkie
I am addicted to prescription drugs and am in denial about the extent of my problem.

I see demons, eyes bleeding, my soul impure
I am haunted by my own demons and experience intense mental anguish and torment.

Already know that I'm diseased, but tell me what's the cure?
I am aware of my own problems and flaws, but am seeking a solution or way to heal.

This is me, we are him, and I am you
I am acknowledging the connectedness of all people and our shared humanity.

Old things pass away and all becomes new
I am hopeful for personal transformation and a fresh start.