Drawing Video (MV)

I'm told that there's no chance of me coming back
They just say all that shit to scare me but I'm staying on track
And I know they prey for the moment that they get me to crack
I can slice and bleed and bend, they'd rather see me in half
I'm poorly written in most stories you've told
Replace my virtues with some vices
Hatred's feeling less cold
I'm f*cking evil to your friends and sentiments don't get old
I'm always controlled

I feel guilty for the way that I act
I'm always pouring out my heart in hopes you see me intact
I just do it for some help but all you saw was attacks
My response to you was to show off that I had relapsed