Morally Confused

Morraly confused cause im faced with the scum
the scum that keeps my emotions numb
fight with the images, i fight with my thoughts
suppress all the violence & keep backing off
am i still good if i want to see it
am i still sane if i want to feel it
the love in my heart aint the answer to it
blood on my hands and morraly confused
i feel the pain that i inflict
theres a lot of baggage that keeps building up
baggage thats always annoying as fuck
annoying reminders of how it is
frustrating shit thatll never change
i cant be bothered with problem solvers
all sound alike, theyre all pantomime
i cant be bothered with problem solvers
leave me to stew here alone in my fuckin juice
i dont know, i dont know whats right
i cant shut these images out