Darker Than Black VyOk

I got no sympathy, I got no revenge
I have no friends
I have no person to talk to
I have no person to walk to
I got people to walk through
I got people to call too

You are not the only one with a tool
Hit you for everything you got
Leave you confused
They say VyOk what happened to you?
I don’t know but I must be awful
Put a bitch in a duffle
Every green face caused me trouble
I was coming up straight out of rubble
Bitch why you sounding so muffled?
I’m fucked in the head!
But she still gave me head!
What’s that say about them?
It’s okay, I’ll end it

How can you say that you’re independent?
I got gold on my pendant
Just stare at the cross
I came straight from orthodox
Always got more to plot
Selling your soul to start
Got blood on my face and my coat
Tip of the dagger you see it through smoke
Bipolar? Why you calling it that?
Got two personas it’s darker than black
Having a heart attack
Can’t take my choices back, the voice is back